I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?

from Mary Oliver's "The Summer Day"

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Bumbo, Bath, Baby Tree Frog

A few odds and ends for your viewing pleasure:



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On our way out of the neighborhood the evening before trash day, we spied a pink Bumbo perched atop someone's trash (clean and in perfect shape, along with a like-new exersaucer and playmat, also the exact same ones that we have). So we stopped and got the Bumbo. I feel a little bit greedy since we already had a blue one but we couldn't resist. Laura's initial impression wasn't exactly a good one.



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But she came around the next morning.



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Someday she may not be happy that her bum was on the www. Again, I couldn't resist.



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This picture is a more accurate representation of what I think she really looks like.



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I realized tonight that we had around 1000 or so bathtime photos of Will at this point in his life. So I took 6 bath photos of Laura. We've got a lot of catching up to do.



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Baby Tree Frog pose. This doesn't really show the whole position but it's Laura's favorite spot in the world. Her face from this angle always cracks me up.

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