Kale turned two yesterday. I would have made time to write a carefully crafted post if I wasn’t flying by the seat of my pants and barely getting through the to do list these days. Instead, like any other normal Thursday, I went to work and Ross took over child care at 12:30. Only, he came home with three packages of balloons (generally contraband here because I cannot stand the sound balloons make – ick) and when Kale and Bonnie woke up there was much merriment and balloon mayhem. We’re planning a birthday party for the wee bean after we move.


We’re at the tail end of a heat wave here, I can’t help but remember the exact same cloying hot weather in 2008 when I was induced and subsequently finally got to meet the Grey Blob. Remember this?

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Jesus, I was enormously pregnant.

Here’s the thing: I never knew love till I knew Kale. He makes my life so complete and every day he challenges me, frustrates me, endears himself to me, and loves me. I love this kid so hard and he is so sunshine-y and loving and funny – holy crap is he funny. He learned knock knock jokes the other day. Doesn’t quite understand the mechanics but it is hilarious when he says “knock knock Mommy?” over and over and over and laughs with every part of him. There are days when I would seriously like to sell him to the first travelling gypsy I see for a good foot massage and a bottle of cheap red plonk, but there are days when I can’t even remember what my life was like before he came into it – that part of me is simply that inconsequential.

I’m such a different person now. I would like to think I have made giant strides into the “learning patience” goal, and I’m a more conscious of moments in which I find myself judging other parents / people. Every day I say a thousand times “it’s no big deal” and I guess it’s setting in to me too. I want to be a happy person, and the want to be happy is often enough to kick a crappy mood. (I think now I should just start wanting to be 30 pounds lighter and see if that flies).

Those of you who’ve been following along (hi Mom!) since day one at the Arbolog will remember that I’ve decided to take a picture to commemorate special days. I chose newborn, 3, 6, 9 months, and then at every birthday after that. We lined up for our family bed shot today after Kale’s bath. Kale had two mostly deflated balloons in his hand that he refused to put down and is nakey because I would say about 2 hours out of every day this kid is nakers. Ross, while shirtless, is wearing shorts in the shot. Kale is giving the camera his “cheese!” face. Here’s the all the pictures so far.

3 months
6 months
9 months
1 year
2 years

This picture makes my heart feel lighter. I love my family. While we may struggle with money or time management or finding the right balance of work and play, we will always have one another to rely and depend on and I feel so safe and happy and comfortable.

Happy birthday, little bean.



11 years ago


  1. Love the picture! and I am glad you are continuing with the “3 of you Photos” Rick wanted to check the 2 of you out and see if more gray hair had arrived over the last two years. I can’t wait till he is 15 and in the picture. Before you know it he will be there. Time really flies. Nice to know you are very happy and settled in your life. It gives me a really good feeling. Happy Birthday Kale. Welcome to the terrible two’s.

  2. Love, love, love the new photo! Happy Birthday Kale!

    Sad I missed you yesterday but the market was smoking hot, in more ways than one!

  3. I love the photo series. I only have photos of the kids on new bikes whenever we bought one.

  4. @Harry – I have to admit the idea was stolen from Gene Simmons’ Family Jewels. Seriously. 🙂

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