growing up

walking stick
Originally uploaded by Woody Dam Road

This morning Ossie wanted to lie in bed, alone, listening to Pearl Jam's "Better Man" over and over. And he wanted milk in his sippy cup. He did NOT want his babysitter (who is lovely, not incidently). When did this kid enter this cranky goth phase? Soon he will be writing bad poetry in spiral bound notebooks (or starting his own blog, heavenforfend). But, since I am pretty sure I have always been stuck in the poetry-writing misanthropic phase, I was touched. Isn't it hilarious that Pearl Jam is the favorite band of both kids? I wish I had taken a picture of Matilda rocking out while Ossie pretended to play the drums.

I know we haven't updated here in forever. We mean to, and often. Suffice to say that we are well, Matilda is one already (birthday pictures at our flickr account), the fall semester is about to begin and summer is nearly over. Le sigh.