Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
First Birthday Celebration in Michigan
Once upon a time, about one year ago, on a beautiful autumn day, a little pumpkin girl appeared in the Polderman Pumpkin Patch.
Come join us to celebrate the first birthday of our pumpkin baby Clara!
Videos
Because Clara is on the move now (She started walking at the beginning of October) we have lots of blurry pictures and videos, hence the scarcity of pictures from mid-October.
Reasons that there are not videos in the recent posts:
1) I am just trying to regain some semblance of currency to the blog and uploading videos at the normal speed takes so long.
2) Blogger is painfully slow right now.
3) The videos from October are all "old tricks" now because of my failure as a blogger.
Reasons that there are not videos in the recent posts:
1) I am just trying to regain some semblance of currency to the blog and uploading videos at the normal speed takes so long.
2) Blogger is painfully slow right now.
3) The videos from October are all "old tricks" now because of my failure as a blogger.
Go Hatters!
10/2/08
I am not a mother who is insulted when people refer to Clara as a boy. Puzzled, perhaps, given that she is usually wearing pink, but not really insulted. When I dress her in something a little more ambiguous, I try even harder than usual to keep a bow in her hair. Well, I was in Dillards, Clara was wearing this outfit and her bow was MIA. A salesman asked me how old he was. I said, with no special emphasis, "She is 10.5 months." He said, "The baby isn't a boy!" I said, "No, she isn't." He insisted, "Really? She looks like a boy!" I, ever trying to be a diplomat, cheerfully remarked that she was wearing a unisex outfit, so it might be hard to tell. The diplomacy wasn't even slightly effectual ..."No! She really just looks like a boy," he persisted.
Hrmph...What happened to "the customer is always right"?
I am not a mother who is insulted when people refer to Clara as a boy. Puzzled, perhaps, given that she is usually wearing pink, but not really insulted. When I dress her in something a little more ambiguous, I try even harder than usual to keep a bow in her hair. Well, I was in Dillards, Clara was wearing this outfit and her bow was MIA. A salesman asked me how old he was. I said, with no special emphasis, "She is 10.5 months." He said, "The baby isn't a boy!" I said, "No, she isn't." He insisted, "Really? She looks like a boy!" I, ever trying to be a diplomat, cheerfully remarked that she was wearing a unisex outfit, so it might be hard to tell. The diplomacy wasn't even slightly effectual ..."No! She really just looks like a boy," he persisted.
Hrmph...What happened to "the customer is always right"?
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Tasting avocado
9/8/08
Honestly, it is now one of her favorite foods
(after yogurt and cottage cheese) and she eats half of one a day for lunch.
A sample of September
9/7/08
September seems so long ago. Clara was littler, but life was not simpler! I don't have too many pictures because I was in Orlando for over a week when Hurricane Ike came through the Houston area and Nathan wanted to be able to video it so he kept the camera. We certainly missed him. He ended up working in Continental's back-up facility during the arrival of the storm for about 30 hours straight because the next shift couldn't come in to work because of the wind strength. If you are interested in seeing the videos, leave a comment and I will direct you to the site where he uploaded them.
September seems so long ago. Clara was littler, but life was not simpler! I don't have too many pictures because I was in Orlando for over a week when Hurricane Ike came through the Houston area and Nathan wanted to be able to video it so he kept the camera. We certainly missed him. He ended up working in Continental's back-up facility during the arrival of the storm for about 30 hours straight because the next shift couldn't come in to work because of the wind strength. If you are interested in seeing the videos, leave a comment and I will direct you to the site where he uploaded them.
9/9/08
This is Clara's Exersaucer 2.0 that a friend let us borrow. It has a seat that rotates around the activities, but she would have none of it. I believe her words were, "I can stand here and do it by myself." Okay, she didn't say it, but she sure did communicate it!
This is Clara's Exersaucer 2.0 that a friend let us borrow. It has a seat that rotates around the activities, but she would have none of it. I believe her words were, "I can stand here and do it by myself." Okay, she didn't say it, but she sure did communicate it!
Sunday, November 16, 2008
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Thursday, October 30, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
'Camping' at Hoffmaster
The VanderMey side of Nathan's family has a family reunion of sorts every Labor Day weekend. Nearly everyone comes and camps together, spending the days at the beach and the nights around a single, huge bonfire. This year we were 'camping commuters.' We drove to the park every morning and back every night when it was approaching Clara's bedtime. It was great to see everyone. There are lots and lots of little ones - nine under the age of 4!
The performer
It seems like every time we visit either side of our family, Clara decides it is time to pull a new stunt out of her bag of baby tricks. She is clearly an extrovert and loves the attention! This visit, she decided she had a large enough audience to display her ability to clap.
To Michigan for Labor Day Weekend
The weather was perfect over Labor Day weekend. Rachel, Mom, Clara and I were outside while Rachel was watering the flowers (and Clara's toes!) when Rachel suggested that we go down to Lemar Park where there was a splash park. Clara loved it!
She was putting her hands and face into the water and crawling into the sprinklers!
She was putting her hands and face into the water and crawling into the sprinklers!
The Exersaucer
Clara has not played in the Exersaucer in months. Every time I would put her in it she would last maybe 5 minutes and then would loudly protest the injustice of being confined while I was doing things that were so much more fun, like sorting laundry, doing dishes, or making dinner...you know, the stuff dreams are made of!
Now, however, the Exersaucer suddenly holds interest again, albeit not in the conventional way.
Now, however, the Exersaucer suddenly holds interest again, albeit not in the conventional way.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Goodbye to Aunt Emmy
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