our photos!

i finally got the link from the photographer:

jinky art
password = anna

i love these photos!!!!

jinky

in childrens photography circles there is a woman who is revered as being one of the best: barb "jinky" uil. her photos are bright and creative and really capture the essence of who kids are. she lives in australia but came to the states this summer to spend two months traveling the country doing portrait sessions. i was lucky (LUCKY!) enough to be able to schedule a session. i just got an email that she put her new website up and two of our photos made the new site! we should get the link to our entire gallery tomorrow (i'll be sure to post the link so you can ooh and aah over us) ;)

here are the two photos from our session on her site:

www.jinkyart.com
click on 'portfolio'
click on 'giggles'
it's the third picture in the series. one of our feet and one of kate.

i adore this woman's talent!!

bizarre

fed ex delivered two packages to our house at 11:30pm last night.

eleven.
thirty.
at.
night.

jeff and i had been asleep for a few hours and we heard maggie start barking like crazy. jeff went downstairs to see what was going on and i heard him open the front door. he came back to bed and said, 'fed ex dropped off some packages for you.'

?

it couldn't have waited until this morning?

how bizarre.

really old

yesterday in the car, kate asked me why bubby mitzi and mema (jeff's grandmothers) lived alone:

me: because their husbands don't live with them any more.

kate: why?

me: well...they died.

kate: why did they die?

me (trying to make it as simple as possible): well, they were really old.

kate: so you die when you get old?

me: a lot of times, yes.

(a few seconds of silence as kate thinks about this)

kate: well how come mema is still alive? she's REALLY old.

buh bye

i took kate to her endocrinology appointment today. i wasn't expecting anything other than the normal routine we go through every three months: she gets weighed, measured and the doctor listens to her heartbeat and feels her abdomen. her appointments are always the same and always last for about 15 minutes. we get her prescription for growth hormones renewed and make an appointment for three months ahead.

but today. oh, today was a glorious day.

dr. reiner said that kate had caught up on the height chart (but at 28 pounds, she's still WAY low on the weight chart) and that with my permission, he'd like to take her off her shots for the next six months to see how she grows.

!!!

we've been giving her a shot every night for the past two-and-a-half years and now, suddenly, we have a six-month reprieve. SHE has a six-month reprieve. for the next six months we don't have to travel with a car refrigerator to cool her medicine. we don't have to request refrigerators in hotel rooms. we don't have to worry about missing a dose. or forgetting to order the medicine or the needles or the alcohol swabs. when kate gets ready for bed for the next six months, she doesn't have to hear, 'kate, let's do your shot and then go get your jammies on.' she doesn't have to worry about us doing the injection badly and drawing blood or causing a knot on her arm. she doesn't have to worry about peeling band-aid after band-aid off the backs of her arms and causing rashes.

we've all come a long way since we started. it used to take both jeff and i to hold her down (all 18 pounds of her) and give her the shot. kate would be screaming bloody murder and i'd be crying and jeff would just be flummoxed by all the noise and commotion. it has since become a part of our routine. a part that none of us likes but have come to grips with and have dealt with.

we went out to dinner to celebrate tonight (kate chose red robin) and then went to the bookstore and let her pick out a book. she kept hugging me and laughing, "i don't have to do my shot! i don't have to do my shot!"

nope. you don't. and you deserve the reprieve my little kitty kat.

challah

i made my first challah last week but it didn't turn out very well; it was more like a very heavy loaf of bread. undaunted, i tried it again today and this is what i ended up with:




not bad for a non-cooking, almost-jew, eh?

dooce strikes again

this is one of the funniest dooce entries i've read in a while. i couldn't stop laughing:

dooce blog