Archive for the tag 'Rowan'

Inoculated Against Cruelty

One of the good news/bad news things about living on a boat is that you’re really close to your neighbors. Often, this is cause for happy. Sometimes, not so much. I was sitting on the stern of my boat, chatting with two of my neighbors from another dock, when the two little girls (9 and [...]

What He Makes With the Legos — Habitat

This creation blew me away. He spent two days on it — days he was supposed to be sorting the rest of the legos, but apparently, it was far too fascinating to build with them instead. There’s an insane amount of detail going on here. He’s arranged the areas in the habitat by theme. It’s [...]

Shorter Years

Today, I packed up all the diapers, to send them to my sister in law Ria, and her new baby Arianna. Aurora has been accident-free for ages now, and last week, decided that it was time for big girl panties. In fact, when we went to the beach and she got damp, necessitating a change [...]

What He Makes With the Legos — Starship

Sorting Legos

Remember those six crates of legos that Steven brought Rowan for his birthday? Remember the plan for sleeping on them? Not so much. After a great deal of discussion, not a little of it in the form of parental profanity when yet another piece got stepped on, we decided that a massive sorting effort was [...]

Playing in the Sacramento River

Last year, we let Rowan and Kestrel go to Nana and Grandpa Allen’s for a week. Without us. It was a huge step for me, as a mother, to let my babies go, even to people who I knew were going to take fabulous care of them. But I also recognized that it was time [...]

Rowan’s Eight — A Lego Birthday

Rowan is very nonchalant about his birthdays. He wanted a cake. Not three cakes like I made his brother, or two like his sister had. Just one. Vanilla, please. Nothing fancy, just cake. He wanted sushi. Just the regular order; he didn’t want, say four whole Lion King rolls to himself. No. Just the usual; [...]

Stretching Wings

Children grow. It’s a fact. We know it, in our heads. Growing up is the natural thing, the expected thing, the process we’re supposed to encourage and support. But try telling it to my mommy heart. My mommy heart wants to hold him close and keep him safe and not let him out of my [...]

A Marina Holiday

Yesterday was the Marina holiday party. It’s like that, when you have lots of chaos in your life; you have to wait for some sort of external motivation to do the decoration thing. Otherwise, your brain is saying “oh goodness, that looks and sounds like more work…” So. Considering that we live on a boat, [...]

Angelicus

Things to come

Taken by my pal Steven, on a more-or-less recent visit.

Sprouting

We eat a lot of sprouts, on this boat. Not only are they little nutritional powerhouses, but they’re yummy finger food, they lend themselves to recipes well, they’re easy to store in the tiny storage space available on a boat, and, well, they’re fun. Just recently, the Sproutpeople, my favorite supplier, ran a sale on [...]

Rewriting (My) History

I’m working on writing a book about moving aboard the boat. I’ll write more about that more on my other blog. But I’m doing a lot of cannibalizing of content from this blog and the other one. Most importantly to this post, this morning, I rewrote Rowan’s birth story. Most of my readers here know [...]

Beautiful

OK, I’m his mother, I’m biased, I get that. But is he not beautiful enough to break the heart? Jason just took these shots randomly the other day.

I Want To Be Like You

As I’ve mentioned a time or two before, Aurora is growing fast. Way faster than her brothers did, mostly because she has them to look up to, and an intense motivation to catch up to them. I didn’t post the other day when she started crawling, but she is. It’s still not super-organized; more like, [...]

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