Birds

Did you ever see Alfred Hitchcock's movie The Birds? If that movie still gives you the creeps, then you may wish to avoid the following activity.

We went to Chapman School on Monday night to see the swifts and the chimney. I guess since the 1980s a huge number of swifts come to this schools chimney to roost for the night every September. Like thousands of birds! So hundreds of people come to watch every night.

The birds begin to gather back in to the area as the sun goes down and they circle the chimney. As it gets darker, the birds get thicker and thicker and then begin to go in. It is truly amazing to watch!! I wish I was better at describing it! But here are some pics...









The event has a very Portland vibe to it if you know what I mean. We had a good time and Baby Boy enjoyed the adventure even he wasn't sure why I had to kiss him in public. See below.



I suspect that will embarrass him even more in the future.

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Messy Boy!

So we do about one major thing a day. So today's task was to chauffeur my niece and nephew after they got out of school. So Corbin and I headed out in plenty of time prepared for spit up, colder weather, and boredom. We had extra onesies, a sweatshirt, and toys.

I did not think of a diaper blowout. He hasn't really had any of that so it was not in my head. But it happened anyway.

Out the diaper through the onesie through his pants and on to the blanket. Ewww!! All while sitting outside waiting for the school to get out.

I was not prepared.

It was not a warm day and all I had was a clean onesie. So we also stopped at Fred meyer for a new blanket because we only had 1000 of them at home. Oh well. New Mom Lesson #245 now learned.

He also later had a spit up explosion. Proof of that one here...


Ahhh...babies!!

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First Day of School!

Today is the first day of school, but I am not there.

In fact, I didn't even get out of bed until after 9. Of course, I was up at 2 and at 5.

Instead of meeting my new students, I have changed some diapers, watched a couple of episodes of Monk while nursing, changed Corbin's outfit a couple of times due to spit-up, taken 2 naps with him, and folded some clothes.

Instead of making photocopies and preparing lessons, I have held him when he got fussy and sang Itsy Bitsy Spider (and a few other simple songs) a few (million) times while he sat in his Boppy.

Instead of eating lunch with my colleagues, I grabbed some wheat thins and cheese when he first fell asleep sometime kind of around noon.

I am glad I am here with my son being his mama.

Although, it does feel weird to not be there being Mrs. Cinquini.

Here's my baby...

...he's worth this weirdness!