The Taylor Family

I seriously can’t think of anything to write about. Stuff is happening, but nothing very exciting. We’re trying to get some of our stuff together to sell, because we’re feeling a desperate need to simplify our lives. I’m fighting the desire to simplify things by simply putting all our crap out on the curb with a big sign that says “Free”, since it wouldn’t hurt to earn a little extra money.

Money I can then spend on redecorating! I’ve framed a few pictures and picked out paint colors for the bedroom and bathrooms, so now I have to actually buy the paint, do the painting, and hang the pictures. Those are the only rooms we haven’t repainted since moving in, and they all really need it. Even Chris agrees, albeit grudgingly. (I was telling him that it was a Catch-22 because I didn’t have time to repaint while working full-time, but couldn’t afford to repaint working 80% time – he informed me that two reasons not to do something wasn’t a Catch-22.)

What else? We’re hard at work on our latest money-making scheme, to be launched August 1. It’s been half-done for a while now. We never follow through.

Cadie’s crawling and trying to stand up. We let her cry a bit at night for a couple days, and now she keeps herself entertained if she’s not sleepy. We put her to bed and listen to her practice “talking” while we eat dinner. She’s the best.

This is only a 2.5 day work week for me, but it’s dragging on and on and on… Thank goodness for bagel day.

The father of one of my oldest friends passed away today, and I’ve been thinking back on our friendship and all the time we spent together as kids. Going to the pool and Dairy Queen, riding our bikes around town, walking to Joevan, exploring in the wooded area behind my parents’ house, being driven by our parents to Blockbuster, staying up all night talking and watching TV… It suddenly seemed very strange to me that I was putting a load of diapers in the washing machine in my own house, with my baby daughter asleep in the next room. Cadie’s closer to the age I was when Alyssa and I met than I am now.

I guess I grew up.

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I came across these in my sister’s photo collection. Time flies, huh?

then

now

I bent down to kiss Cadie good-bye while Chris was holding her this morning, and she reached for me and grabbed onto me, trying to climb into my arms. Such a little monkey baby! Continue reading →

I’m writing this at the kitchen table, and Cadie is sitting across from me in her highchair, feeding herself Gerber Graduate Puffs. She loves to feed herself.

She looks so grown up.

My general policy is to not blog about work. But if I did blog about work, I would have a lot to say today.

My mom came up this weekend and watched Cadie while Chris and I attended a friend’s wedding. It was really nice to go out as a couple and only worry about us – no need to check under tables for dropped toys, or carry an extra bag around everywhere. Continue reading →

Yesterday morning Henry caught a bird. I had let him and Max out back while I went to get their breakfast, and only Max was waiting at the door when I came back. Henry was shaking something around in the corner of the yard, and when I called to him he ran up the stairs to the deck with a bird in his mouth. I yelled at him to drop it and he did. I thought it was dead, and called Chris to come dispose of it. Only it wasn’t dead. It was very injured, and Chris had to kill it. I watched, because I didn’t want him to have to do it alone. He is an extremely nonviolent person with the utmost respect for life, and it was a terribly difficult thing for him to do – one of the reasons I love him so much.

As Chris said later, there’s nothing like starting the weekend off with a cup of coffee and a little murder.