Favorite Things

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These pictures were taken just after Sam’s unfortunate rugburn incident a couple of weeks ago, but I forgot to post them.  As you can see, our baby has turned into a little boy.  All of a sudden, he seems to understand everything we say.  He can use a few more words (he now uses dada, mama, banana, cracker, dog, down, this, and that).  It’s fun to see his personality come out.  This little boy is crazy about rocks, sticks, digging in the sand, stuffed animals, and books.  Sam’s favorite book at the moment is Funny Farm by Mark Teague, which has funny pictures of a little dog family doing farm chores.  What Sam loves more than anything, though, is helping out around the house.  He wants to sweep the floor, put clothes into the washing machine, move clothes to the dryer, and help fix dinner.

Crazy about quinoa

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No, that’s not birdseed he’s eating! It’s quinoa crunch. Dave and I don’t think it’s anything special, but Sam can’t get enough of it. I think it’s because he helped make it. He stirred together all of the ingredients and spooned it onto the baking pan all by himself.

Beach Photos

These pictures were taken at the beach last weekend:

Sam’s New Moves

The past few weeks, Sam has gone out of his way to be especially delightful. I’m not sure whether he’s campaigning for a sibling, worried that we’d get rid of him if he wasn’t cute enough, or what but he has gone out of his way to be fun.

Tonight, his latest effort involved a little jig. He had been dancing all night and what you don’t see in this video clip is him turning on the music so that he could really get into it. Unfortunately, I think the camera distracted him so this session was a bit shorter than earlier efforts, but you get the idea…

A New Favorite Food

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We got some turnips last week in our CSA box. I, for one, was not too excited about them. I looked for recipes online and found that people generally don’t like turnips. My dad called them “an accident of nature.” I put off cooking them for over a week before I decided to roast them with some carrots. I was prepared to hate them, but I decided that they were ok. Sam tried some for the first time this morning. He popped a piece into his mouth, smiled, and said “mmm!”  He likes them. A lot!

A Weekend in Leavenworth

This week, Sampa (Bradshaw) and Sam-ma (Smith) flew out here to enjoy some of our beautiful Seattle weather. For the past few days, though, we spent some time in the Bavarian Village of Leavenworth, WA. While there, we spent some time hiking around, enjoying the river, and checking out the shops. The highlight of the trip had to be the petting zoo at Smallwoods Harvest in nearby Peshastin. It wasn’t much to look at from the road, but when we pulled up, we beheld a wonderful little roadside stop that would be perfect for church or community events or a time for weary travelers to distract their demanding children. Sam enjoyed feeding the animals; at first he didn’t know what to make of them (especially the aggressive sheep that kept pushing its way to the front) but before long he was holding out handfuls of pellets for the mini ungulates to nibble out of his hands. Emily and I were nervous, Sam insisted on holding the food in such a death-grip that the animal had to pull at his hands, but he was good about finally letting go, releasing most of the food to fall to the ground but rewarding the animal enough to keep them interested. The icing on the activity, though, was the point where Sam had a single pellet carefully pinched between thumb and forefinger, trying to hold it up to a goat to eat. The goat, unsure about where the smell of food was coming from was swinging its head from side to side with Sam insistently adjusting his hand accordingly. Ultimately, though, he had to give up – goats are stubborn that way.