How else are we going to everything done?
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Re-birth
The last time we went to Maine we came back with lots of treasures - items that I had played with and worn when I was little. One of the items we brought back with us was a table and set of chairs. Oliver and I decided that they needed a little sprucing up before they began their new life with us.
I tried giving Oliver his own paint brush and piece of wood to keep him occupied while I painted the furniture.


After a minute or two Oliver decided it would be much more helpful if he painted himself and the table.


When we finished the painting project I moved the table and chairs into the house - I envisioned Oliver sitting at the table coloring or playing while I cooked dinner. Not sure what I was thinking. Last night I tried setting Oliver up with a snack and drink at the table while I started dinner. Within seconds Oliver was standing on the chair. And then he was down and was moving the furniture all over the kitchen and slamming it into the cabinets. And then he was standing on a chair. And then was moving the furniture all around the kitchen, slamming it into the cabinets. And then - well, you get the picture.
I tried giving Oliver his own paint brush and piece of wood to keep him occupied while I painted the furniture.
After a minute or two Oliver decided it would be much more helpful if he painted himself and the table.
When we finished the painting project I moved the table and chairs into the house - I envisioned Oliver sitting at the table coloring or playing while I cooked dinner. Not sure what I was thinking. Last night I tried setting Oliver up with a snack and drink at the table while I started dinner. Within seconds Oliver was standing on the chair. And then he was down and was moving the furniture all over the kitchen and slamming it into the cabinets. And then he was standing on a chair. And then was moving the furniture all around the kitchen, slamming it into the cabinets. And then - well, you get the picture.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Fort Foster
Yesterday we went to Fort Foster on Gerrish Island in Kittery - what a beautiful spot! There were (three) rocky Maine beaches to explore, trails along the water and through the woods, a playground, and, of course, a fort.
Oliver enjoyed running around on the trails,
Climbing around on the fort,



Walking Pippa,

But most of all, Oliver enjoyed playing on the merry go round.
Oliver enjoyed running around on the trails,
Walking Pippa,
But most of all, Oliver enjoyed playing on the merry go round.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Cider Hill Farm
Last week we visited Cider Hill Farm, a wonderful farm near our house. Oliver got to watch donuts being made, and got to try his first donut. Given the donut was still warm and we were surrounded by the delicious smell of freshly made donuts, we thought Oliver would devour it. Not so. He took a couple bites and then tried to feed it to the chickens. Davis, a donut lover, quickly stepped in and "rescued" the donut.

Oliver was more interested in picking (and eating) fruit. We started the morning picking raspberries. Oliver surprised us by not only saying raspberry, but also by eating them - by the handful. We had a bit of explaining to do when we went to the cashier and Oliver and I were covered in raspberries, despite the sign that clearly said we were not supposed to eat the berries. Oops.
Oliver also enjoyed picking and eating peaches and plums. I think the little guy ate twice as much his weight in fruit while we were at the farm.



Oliver really likes dogs, cats, and birds, and loves reading about, but not seeing, other animals. So this horse swing was just up his alley.
We will be headed back to the farm in another couple weeks for apples- anyone is welcome to join us.
Oliver really likes dogs, cats, and birds, and loves reading about, but not seeing, other animals. So this horse swing was just up his alley.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Yikes...
I am so behind! The past several weeks have been a bit hectic around our house I have been remiss in posting pictures. I had thought about trying to divide our activities into several posts, but instead decided to share the best of the pre-Labor Day pictures instead. So here it goes...
Oliver has decided that he is much too big for the boogie board, and instead has decided to focus on the real deal.
And, after much kicking and screaming (I envisioned Hawaii would the place I'd learn to surf, not New Hampshire) I too decided to test out the waves (unfortunately we didn't capture a picture of me actually standing on the board- I promise it did happen though (thanks to that cute instructor in the background)).
And now - fall. Yes, suddenly, after about two weeks of true summer, New England decided it was time for fall. While I am not ready for it, Oliver has been enjoying the fall harvest - he has spent quite a bit of time with his Papa in the garden. He not only enjoys playing in the dirt, but he also seems genuinely interested in picking and digging the vegetable. And he LOVES eating the fruits of his labor.



In addition to enjoying the garden, Oliver has been enjoying technology. One of his favorite toys is the phone - and the phone can be anything. He will grab a bean from the garden and put it to his ear and say "Hi." Or, if the spirit moves him (which it does quite often) he will grab his foot, or my hand, or a cow, or a book, or....a real phone, and say "Hi."
Often he will grab the "phone" and go into the other room to have a "private" conversation. Perhaps he needs to tell people - "My parents took me on another crazy outing. This time we went and sat on some strange bikes that - just sat still."


Oliver has decided that he is much too big for the boogie board, and instead has decided to focus on the real deal.
In addition to enjoying the garden, Oliver has been enjoying technology. One of his favorite toys is the phone - and the phone can be anything. He will grab a bean from the garden and put it to his ear and say "Hi." Or, if the spirit moves him (which it does quite often) he will grab his foot, or my hand, or a cow, or a book, or....a real phone, and say "Hi."
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