23 Nov 05
~ UCLA Game A couple of weeks ago, I went to my first UCLA football game ever! Ruthie and I decided spontaneously to buy tickets one day, and with that, our plans were set!
22 Nov 05
~ Wonderful Vacation My last morning there, I got to wear Ruby in the baby bjorn as Wyatt and I took a walk to get some coffee. Well, I got an Italian soda, and he got coffee. Ruby chose a nap in the bjorn.
21 Nov 05
~ A Fun Day We relaxed in the chair together for a while. Then, she woke up to adjust herself and started to cry when she realized we weren't walking around anymore. Poor kiddo!
20 Nov 05
~ Hiking in 22 Degrees The sight of the colorful leaves flowed through my eyes into my soul, and the sharp chill of the air bore its way into my bones, filling me with excitement and awe, and simultaneously, a sense of calm and pure gratitude to experience such a beautiful place with people I love.
19 Nov 05
~ Lullaby I began singing to Ruby as we walked, and it was really funny to watch her watch me, furrowing her brow every so often, or just looking amazed ("Sound is coming out of her mouth!").
18 Nov 05
~ My Brother, Her Father There are few things in the world more endearing than a man singing to his baby daughter. But the whole experience takes on an extra sense of meaning when that man is your brother.
17 Nov 05
~ Relaxin' With Ruby It's funny, because before I got here, I wondered, how do people stay home with newborns all day? Doesn't that get boring? And I've discovered that it's weird just how entertaining watching an infant respond to the world around them really is.
16 Nov 05
~ How to Avoid Jetlag Follow these easy tasks, and soon you will see, 11pm feels like exactly the right time to go to bed (never mind that it's 8pm back home!).
~ Angela! Isn't it weird how not only time but new pieces of information can completely transform a situation?
11 Nov 05
~ Meg Ari Con We talked and laughed and shared some really amazing sushi. There's nothing like sharing good sushi with good friends!
03 Nov 05
~ When Anxiety Attacks Maybe I don't really have an anxiety disorder anymore, after all, I thought. Yeah. Let's mark a giant red "X" for wrong on that one.
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