Tuesday, July 30, 2013

The Beach: Simon

Like his siblings, Simon also loved the beach.  Well, not the actual beach so much as all the relatives who were more than happy to hold a baby.  Below see Simon with Annemarie, Katelyn, and Aunt Laura.
And just to prove that Simon actually saw the ocean at some point in the week, here he is strapped onto Millie, rockin' the sun hat.

Monday, July 29, 2013

The Beach: Kira

You might not have thought we'd be back quite so quick, but here we are with some pictures of Kira from the beach! She loved the waterfall too--though not quite as much as John.
Toward the middle of the week we noticed Kira walking around the pool area in deep conversation with herself. Then we saw her holding various toys up to her ear. Apparently, playing "cell phone" every day had turned into some sort of necessity. She never would tell us who she was talking to.
One of the few pictures of any of our kids with their cousins. We usually count on Aunt Anna for these shots, but she was 35 weeks pregnant. Ergo, a definite lack of pictures. If not for Aunt Laura picking up our slack, I don't know what we'd have done! We did take this, though. Grandpa had been in that chair for hours, just so you know.
We dug a decent sized hole on the one day we brought our camera to the beach, and Anne Perry & Audrey Kate loved playing in it almost as much as Timmy & Jay loved digging it.
One highlight of the trip for the grown-ups was a rented boat and a trip into Joe's Bayou to see Jay's grandparents' old house. He grew up coming to this beach and tooling around this inland waterway--it was a little bit of a head-trip to get Kira & John on the boat to see everything.

Kira had tons of fun, that's for sure! If not for all of the action, we'd have more pictures, but this smile captures it pretty well.
Next up: Simon!

Saturday, July 27, 2013

The Beach: John

In an ambitious turn, we are going to try to post a series of beach photos--one for each kid. We chose John to start because this photo made us laugh.


Here we have a few photos of John with his new best friend: Uncle Dennis. (That's Jay's dad's youngest brother).

A couple of shots of John on his own.  He is way tuckered out wrapped up in that green and white towel, and super-cute.


John's absolute favorite thing about the pool was sitting up on top of "the shower." We would swim from the steps to the shower and back again over and over. Sometimes he would want to get straight down, but other times he wanted to play catch. Aunt Laura caught it all on film. That photo on the left looks like an ad for Dora the Explorer. 




He looks so old here all of a sudden in this last picture. Maybe it's having Simon around as a baby brother, or maybe it's that John really is turning into such a big boy. 

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Simon's Hair

The day before we left for the beach, I (Millie) decided that enough was enough and my youngest child needed a haircut.  I followed the same method that I did with John when he was a baby - you know, lay the baby on a blanket and snip what you can without the baby grabbing the scissors.
He looks sharp, but he's been pretty fussy ever since this moment.  Either Simon will get his first tooth soon or there's some kind of Samson thing going on here.

Friday, July 19, 2013

Some Beach Pictures...

So, apparently the amount of pictures one takes on vacation varies inversely with the number of children one has. Meaning, my Aunt Laura took some pictures here on the last day of vacation, and we finally have something good to post. Here we have Kira swimming in the pool--which she did for several hours a day, every day. It exhausted us just watching her.
John, on the other hand, took a couple of days to warm up to the concept of the pool. Once he got the hang of it, though, he was thrilled with the idea. Finally, today on the afternoon of the sixth and final day, Millie convinced him to jump from the side. As you can see, he was overjoyed.
Simon got into the pool a couple of times, but no photographic evidence exists to show that fact. This picture of his sink bath is pretty cute, however. Technically, it is a vacation photo insomuch as we rarely, if ever, bathe the boy in our own kitchen sink.
More photos to come, we hope! We got a bunch from Laura, so we'll see...

Monday, July 15, 2013

Tie-Dye

When we were at Lake Seed with Millie's family we all made these tie-dye t-shirts. As we expected, they were a big hit at Wamsted Beach Week when we all dressed alike. 
For your enjoyment, a not-so-great outtake. Simon's Popeye face is simply awesome.

Thursday, July 11, 2013

Fun With Walker

The kids didn't sit still much at the lake last week, but we did manage to grab these shots one morning while Pop-Pop was making pancakes. (As John told me, "We having pancakes AGAIN, Daddy!"). If you're wondering, John is imitating Millie who is to the right of the picture taker, trying to get Simon to face forward and smile. She really only succeeded in getting John to look hilarious, which I suppose was worthwhile.

Monday, July 8, 2013

Hammocks & High Water

Millie's cousin brought along a hammock to the lake. The big kids LOVED swinging--there's no better way to dry off after a swim when the sun is shrouded in clouds.
Simon got to enjoy the hammock also. He liked being in it just fine, but he really enjoyed playing with the bag it transports in.
And, not to leave you hanging, the lake rose another two feet before the rain finally broke. It's about three feet off the dock right here, for a total rise of close to five feet over 60 hours. Pretty amazing.

Friday, July 5, 2013

Three Feet High and Rising...

We're at Lake Seed right now for the annual Dickey family reunion. Unfortunately, this year's blessed event happens to coincide with a crazy amount of rain. We've spent some time outside, but it's been episodic. The most interesting thing is watching the lake rise--Seed is in the middle of three Georgia Power lakes, so we can rise really high, really quick. Here we are on Tuesday at normal lake level. Don't be fooled by the joy of the children: it is in the 60s outside & drizzling.
Yesterday afternoon it started to rain in earnest, and the water rose up to here in a couple of hours.
Here we are an hour or so later, right around dusk. The dock is about 6 inches under water, for a rise of 2+ feet in the course of an afternoon.
This is the next morning (today). It's gone up another 6 inches or so--about a foot over the dock for a total of about 3 feet altogether. Let's zoom in on the kayaks, though, so you can see the joy...
No rain this morning, but we're expecting another series of thunderstorms this evening!


Tuesday, July 2, 2013

My 37th Birthday

Caveat emptor: this is a crazy long post.

Backstory: we had a few people over for dinner on Sunday night, which happened to be my 37th birthday. One of the couples who came over are some new friends of ours, and they both happen to be doctors. At breakfast the other day, Scruff mentioned to Jon (the new friend) that a splinter had been stuck in his finger for over a month--could Jon get it out one day? As it happens, Jon is a surgeon, but his wife, Jenny, is a dermatologist, and apparently the kind of dermatologist who doesn't mind bringing surgical equipment to a nominal birthday party.

So, what follows is a photo-journal of the excision of Scruff's splinter. I am absolutely not kidding when I say that it was possibly the best birthday present I could have received. I understand that not everyone is interested in this sort of thing, so I do apologize. It was my birthday, however, and I feel I am still under the aegis of that special day when I hijack my family blog to document the surgery. 

Caveat over. This first picture is Scruff's finger. It's difficult to spot the splinter, but there is a massive callus on his finger that had formed up around it.
Here is a broader shot. Notice the child's toy, the beer, and the middle Wamsted child eating birthday cake. These elements are the leitmotifs that define the overall aesthetic of the evening's operation.
Getting ready: lidocaine in the syringe, beer down the gullet.
I know this shot might bother some people with needle issues (Millie), but it's just such an interesting picture.
Scruff, getting a little woozy but trying to be brave for our new friends.
Jenny, cutting in.
Callus removed, splinter hopefully to follow.
But they can't find the splinter! That's Jon, the liver transplant surgeon, way out of his depth here. Notice the not-so-subtle eye-roll of his better half.
And she takes back the magnifying glass, believing that if anyone is going to find this splinter, it sure won't be Jon.
And she goes back in for what she thinks she sees.
Finger & instruments, immediately after Jenny finds the splinter.
Scruff, eyeing down the tiny piece of pinecone that has plagued him lo these many weeks.
The tiny piece of pinecone, resting atop the right prong of the tweezers.
Scruff, feigning optimism.
Scruff, admitting he doesn't feel well but still trying to play it off. That is the son of the doctors blithely walking by there. He probably sees stuff like this every day. Lucky kid.
Scruff, admitting defeat. How cute is that baby, though, right?
Scruff, some fifteen minutes later, bouncing back. As it was my birthday, we closed out the night with a short singalong. If I have to turn 37 (which sounds just so close to 40 all of a sudden), this is the style in which I wish to pass it. Happy birthday to me!