Master of Pancakes

Saturday the family went down to the open house breakfast for Festifools, a local street puppet festival that will be in its third year this coming April. Last year we had such a blast we decided that building a giant wacky puppet was right up our family's wacky alley, so this kicked it off.



I have no good reason why we don't have a stage like this in the corner of our family room. I apologize. He totally loved closing the curtain.


Painting like a baby Van Gogh, with crazed, manic purpose.





The pancakes were enormous!

snow, lots of snow

he likes to move the snow around and mash his boots into it.

Cranbrook Exploratations.

Inside the turtle shell, things are awesome.


I think he wanted to climb that skull.

one day

i realized today, that one day jack will be as big as patrick!

vacation is over

the last 2 weeks i have been off work and taking care of jack. most of the time has been great ( a few difficult times). it's not clear to me if jack changed a lot during this time or if i just got to observe a lot. (it's been the most consecutive time with him since my maternity leave.) these last 2 weeks he pretty much tries to mimic everything. one night he was playing with my garlic press as if he was james bond wielding a pistol. at first i was alarmed that he was using it like a weapon but patrick reminded me that boys with do that with everything and there is no secret desire to do harm. he also learned the word 'no' a lot. our neighborhood had a progressive dinner party and jack was the only child there. he did an amazing job for a 19-month old. he is quiet the charmer!

we all have been playing a lot with his new train set. jack can play with that for almost 45 minutes at a time. when he's not doing that, he's calling for abby. "abby, abby, abby"