faces of oscar

friday cute shot

to be fair, we both drink the beer

Mama, up from the basement on a work break: "Hi Lucy. What are you doing?"
Lucy: "My name is Mary."
Mama: "Hi Mary, what are you doing?"
Lucy: "I'm just counting dimes. My mama is at the store."
Mama: "What is your mama buying at the store?"
Lucy: "She is getting orange juice, and party hats, and fridge milk, and vanilla ice cream. After that she will go to the library, then she will come home and go to work. Then my daddy will go to the store.
Mama: "What will your daddy get at the store?"
Lucy: "He has to get beer."

goodbye july, goodbye unsupervised couch time

Oscar can roll over! He did it once a week ago, then four times yesterday evening, and he didn't like the outcome (ending up on his stomach) any more than Lucy did at that age.


Oscar Rolls Over from Amber Broughton on Vimeo.

waffles and welders

We had such a nice very-long-weekend style visit with Sam and Austin last week!

Sam's trip peaked near the outset: they arrived on Wednesday afternoon, and at a Wednesday evening concert he ran into Fred Armisen, who said hi. Now he can tell his friends that he came to Portland and was basically in a Portlandia skit. There was even an element of fundamental absurdity in the form of oddly spastic, related but unmatching dancers right in front of them at the concert. Way to exceed expectations, Portland.

We made sure they ate well, given our constraints of a preschooler and a baby: pizza at Apizza Scholls, fish sauce wings from Pok Pok, and near-daily trips to the Waffle Window where they tasted Oregon's own marionberry for the first time. Apparently Sam loves waffles. And Lucy loves waffles and bacon, and I love walking down the street for breakfast.

We went to the coast where Sam and Lucy buried each other and Austin and Shaggy found Aerobie nirvana, and we went to Hood River and had sand blown in our face.

There was also homemade beer and a lot of ice cream.

We missed Wendell and Jordan, but hopefully made a convincing case that there has to be a next time.