We can attempt to teach the things that one might imagine the earth would teach us: silence, humility, holiness, connectedness, courtesy, beauty, celebration, giving, restoration, obligation and wildness. David Orr from "Earth in Mind"
Apr 6, 2007
What We Do
I have been slacking on putting up pictures lately. So this entry is full of them.
This week has been a bit odd. The weather has been all over the place and we were still dealing with no car until yesterday. Right now it's threatening to snow.
As usual we've spent quite of bit of our time either in the library or the park. The library lasts only as long as I can handle re shelving books behind him. But we managed an hour on Wednesday with the bonus of seeing Trish who came upon us as Alder was traversing the lobby (which is the width of the entire building) on hands and knees. After the library we spent a few hours in the park. We found a spot on a hill overlooking a soccer game played by construction workers during their lunch break. Alder was more interested in climbing on the stroller or putting his fingers through the grass then the game.
Yesterday was busy. We finally have a car again (Kevin's parents are lending us their spare one) which meant grocery shopping and Target. I do not like Target's policy allowing their pharmacists to make moral judgments about filling birth control scripts but it is impossible not to shop there without spending an obscene amount of money.
While we were there I made the mistake of walking through the toy isles and saw all these great wooden toys which I wished Alder had to play with. We left with only swim diapers. Saving our meager sum for groceries.
If I haven't mentioned it before Alder is no longer a baby. No he isn't walking yet but the way he moves and interacts and looks is just more toddler like. This showed itself while we were in the Sunflower he was trying to pull things off the shelves. Oddly he kept on grabbing healthy useful stuff like avocados. To keep him from grabbing everything we ended up snacking on a box of cereal for most of the time.
He is sleeping right now all knocked out from getting up at five. Splayed out on the bed he looks older than his eight months and it is starting to feel like he has been around for longer in our lives. I guess in some ways he has. Before we even were married we would talk about a life we could have. There was always a child in these tales we would tell ourselves. I think even then he was alive in our imaginations.