Eating

We do a lot of it in our house, and Naomi joins us in the festivities nicely.

 Dutch saying: Hunger makes raw beans sweet.  Naomi is checking it out.

 Now, activity is required to continue constant, delicious eating.

 Labor day: last day to swim in the Woodland pools.  

 Phil's 1st French masterpiece: crispy, crackly almond-apple tart.  [Un]Fortunately, we were warned by Dorie Greenspan not to let any last until day 2, so the four of us ate it in one sitting.

 When breakfast isn't delivered quickly enough, Naomi becomes resourceful.  

 Checking out a new phenomenon: looking down at Opa.

 Remember the raw beans saying? Enter raw potatoes.

Phil's French masterpiece #2. My 28th birth year may be where I gain 28 pounds.   

Practice run for November 16th.  Thank you Jones family!

A little post-dinner laughing (or a lot) helps with digestion.

Undeniable proof as it were

What an excellent day - a brisk early walk, three hour morning nap, and then another hour and a half nap after lunch.  I accomplished hours of uninterrupted work, and Naomi woke up giggling.

 After admiring many amazing baby pictures, I thought I would do my best in our backyard. I have been in the backyard five times in the 4+ years we have lived here, so we are both exploring.

 Interesting, dilapidated structures are scattered around the dying yard.

Naomi searches for the perfect pose. 

"Is this edible?" Followed by a taste.

Look carefully as this is a picture of the end of an era.

Naomi has gone mobile - vertically!  The camera was thankfully at the ready.  She will no longer be measured in length, and shoes are no longer an accessory.  We are nearly as pleased as she is. 

Afternoon nap??

Naomi down for her afternoon nap.  I am back to work.

Only, I start noticing a foreign clicking sound that I can't place.

Off to investigate...

This also explains why we would sometimes find picture frames in the crib: 

Naomi has elastic arms.

Prost!

 With X marking the spot right over the house, an excursion was planned.

 Phil and Naomi eagerly anticipating the festivities of Oktoberfest in Southlake.  

We met up with some of Naomi's favorite people - snagging a lesson in walking from William and a sit-down in the soft grass with Hudson. 

 Making eyes at Mrs. Dennison.

While her expression does not suggest as much, the bavarian creme puff was a great ending to the evening.

Introduction: The Tortilla

Milestones:
a). giving 5's 
b). sharing -
c). feeding herself, again sometimes, some things

Not so impressed with the tortilla, but there is always tomorrow!

Welcome home

 To a front door we can't get to. 

 To an inaccessible carport.

 Mr. Bassett is a victim of a Saran Wrap attack.

Phil practicing his disgusted look to use on his students tomorrow. Naomi confounded as to what this is.

Happily, the clean-up took the length of time of a diaper change.
And, we took a walk post-dinner, to a) enjoy the gorgeous weather and b) burn off minimal to non-existent irritation from the harmless prank as well as excess calories from a weekend of eating.

Between all the travels and family visits,

Naomi was exploring.

 Books are on the bookshelf.  And can be removed from the bookshelf!

 Laundry baskets are not just for laundry.

 Very unusually, Naomi conks out on the living room floor.  

 Naomi likes inspecting her mother's activities on the computer.  

 Naomi discovers the joy of smiling faces, even her own.     

Naomi's diet expands to include practically everything we eat, providing it is healthy.  And an apple a day...

 Eating table food is cool.

One of Mommy's favorite places: the library.  It is full of books, movies, AND fabulous toys. 

 Naomi learns How People Change from Tim Lane.

And when her parents don't pay enough attention, Naomi climbs in with her books.  Escape strategy gone awry. 

 When Mommy was under the weather, for a few moments of diversion, Naomi was allowed at the box of tissues.  

 Just about every morning, we take a walk and take in the sights.

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Every year growing up, my birthday fell around the first day of school. So, even though Phil has been teaching for three weeks already, my birthday feels like the end of summer.  

Phil grilled delicious salmon and made a plum caprese salad with a special, homemade basil oil.  Naomi sitting behind my birthday sunflowers.  

For dessert, Phil also made us a tiramasu.  Divine! A great capstone to a fantastic summer.