Category: neck deep in the zeitgeist

Did I already use that post title? I may well have. I’ve taken so many pictures of the boy. It’s always rewarding, but I end up with more pictures than I can edit. Today, for the second time since he was born, I got a “memory card full” message on my camera. The way I have the camera configured, the memory card holds about 6,000 images. “Fewer if you shoot video, but still.” So here are some pictures I forgot to post when they happened.

Here’s one on our flight back from our trip to Chicago and Michigan in late July. It would be funnier if he had caused trouble on the flight but of course he was completely cool the whole time.

Here’s another of the many early attempt at solid food shots:

And from that same trip, a gathering of Conrad’s board of advisors:

And finally one shot in a sunny Chicago park at a picnic celebrating Emily and Karen’s commitment ceremony:

I went and got my car washed on Friday. I realized that I hadn’t done this since before Conrad was born, so it was time. As I was standing inside at the cash register, in came one of the carwash workers shouting, ‘Mommy with a station wagon. Mommy with a station wagon.’ I kept looking around, waiting for somebody else to step forward… And then I realized that he meant me. It seems that I had left my cell phone in the car and it was ringing. He thought it might be important. Being a mommy and all. It reminded me of our wedding day when during the reception someone asked me where my husband was and I gave them a blank look and said, ‘my what?’.

… like the frozen lobster.

We read somewhere that now is the time to start the boy learning how to drink from a regular, adult-style open cup. I don’t really remember why, although the same book said that sippy cups are the tool of the devil. I don’t really remember why.

Anyway, cup practice is good fun for all involved, although it requires even more bibbage than usual. And often a change of clothes. For everyone involved.

I considered waiting to write about this until we got a good picture, but I can’t. Last night when I was holding Conrad, he did this funny little thing where he opened his mouth and leaned forward and pressed his lips against my cheek. He’s done it to Jean and Bonnie, and our friend Lisa who was visiting. Then we realized “or projected”: He’s giving us a little kiss.

It is almost painful in its adorableness.