The Alcott Family

6 month comparison

2011-07-23T22:28:00.002-05:00

Our sweet, little Jack turned 6 months old last month! I took a photo of him in the same position as one I remembered having taken of Theodore on his 6 month birthday. So fun to look at each punkin at the exact same age, side by side. The differences and the similarities really jump out! When Jack was born, one of the first things we told our families over the phone was he had a lighter complexion and lighter features than Teddy. At six months old, you can tell indeed that's the case. But that nose...TOTALLY the same! Teddy's pic totally cracks me up! Those huge puppy eyes and the noogin with bald spots. Love it!

Dutchware

2011-05-17T06:27:00.010-05:00

Image via decor8

I've always loved Dutchware. When I was fourteen my mom and I spent a day in Amsterdam, then years later, me and Ryan spent a week in the Netherlands. On both occasions I lingered over the beautiful scenes, folk art, and simple patterns on the plates. Since moving into the farmhouse, I've been on the lookout for pieces to help me start my own collection. Yesterday I was excited to noticed the above image on decor8's blog. Posted to display the photograph, I couldn't help but notice the gorgeous Dutchware to the left of it. I LOVE IT! That settles it, I need a display in my own home. It may take years to find the perfect pieces, but I promise you one day I'll return to this space and share my collection.

Until then let's take a walk down memory lane with a few photos from Holland circa 2005:

So after hearing about my infatuation with Duchware, you can imagine my delight with today's post at decor8. I would so. do. this. wallpaper if I thought for a sec I had the decorating abilities to pull it off. It makes my klompens (clogs) click!

picnic

2011-05-14T21:32:00.001-05:00

Welcome Spring! The Alcott family has been enjoying every minute of the beautiful weather (although beautiful in small bites) we are getting here in Minnesota. The best part of the season? Ryan has been home to enjoy it! Due to spring flooding, the pipeline inspections he's involved with close down this time of year. I love (LOVE!) having my husband home! Our days fill so quickly playing with boys and working on little projects around the house. I love that he insists on getting up early with whichever bambino is the first to wake. I love that he makes sure Teddy gets lots of outdoor time every day. I love that we get to sneak in our own cuddle time while the boys nap. I love that I get to cook him dinner, fill his belly, and make him happy. I say all of this because Ry's schedule is soon to change and back to his busy work life he'll return. How very thankful I am for these last few weeks together. Here's a peek at one of my favorite days during his time off, a spring picnic at our land.

would ya' look at all that hair

2011-04-20T21:55:00.007-05:00

Well folks, I think we now know where Jack gets his crazy hair. Can you even believe the similarity?!?

2 generations and 64 years separate this grandfather/grandson duo, but by golly that hair gene is holding strong.

wagon rulers of the world

2011-04-13T14:15:00.008-05:00

Spring has sprung in Minnesota and I've been overcome with gratitude for our new (old) home. It feels so good to be here. The boys are in heaven. Explore. Explore. Explore. The land continues to reveal its treasures to us. The pine forest tucked behind the house was a wonderland in the winter, the canopy thick with snow. Now the needle covered ground makes for fantastic walks and a soft spot to land for a running Teddadore. The open grassland behind the barn is also a family favorite. Teddy calls it the meadow or pasture. Endearing farm terminology he reads in his books and now applies to his "farm". Grandpa Alcott sent him home with a wagon the other day and now we've been wagon riding everywhere. Wagon rulers of the world, Teddy says. I like that.

So here you have it... The Alcott Boys: Wagon Rulers of the World!

Despite his tender age, Jack too loves being the king of his own little world. His biggest nemesis? A gust of wind. They not only take his breath away, but quite literally make his arms rise up and shake.

Here's to hoping both of our boys continue to rule this beautiful land with a gentle gaze of awe and wonder in their eyes.

Can you see that on the back of both their little noggins, the hair just wants to stick straight up?! How in heavens did they get such hair?!

Nonetheless, happy trails little red wagon rulers.

Jack's room

2011-04-09T10:43:00.010-05:00

Last night dear little Jack slept in his own bedroom for the first time. His first three months were spent in our room, either snuggled right in bed with us or tucked in the bassinet. And although a beautiful time, we were ready to reclaim our night time sanctuary. He did wonderful on his first night, sleeping solid from 8pm to 2:30am, waking for a quick feeding, then sleeping again until 6am when we started the day. I'm so proud of our new solo sleeper!

Here's a peek at Jack's newly completed bedroom. We went simple, hopefully creating a feeling of calm? ;-) The illustrations on the wall are from a Little Bear book circa 1961. I disassembled it and framed a few of our favorite images.

After a good night sleep, the boys are spending the morning on yard work. Nothing that can be taken too serious with Teddy Bear at your side. Wishing you all a restful weekend as well!

potty training

2011-03-29T07:32:00.018-05:00

Serious potty training is underway at the Alcott abode! We've long suspected Teddy capable of shedding the nappy. He'd not gone number 2 in it for months, but his little brain wasn't making the connection for number 1. So last Tuesday we tried a new tactic and dove in head first! Rather than continuing to wait for him to initiate, we bought him big boy undies, and said now you have to use the potty for pees...and wouldn't you know it, he's doing just that (with a little M&M incentive)!

That's not to say we've been without stumbles. If our little man is upset or playing outside he's prone to an accident. Plus he gets annoyed having to freeze fun all the time to use the loo. What's a bit of a chore now, will be habit in no time. He's just so darn adorable walking around in unders, I can't help but giggle each time I see him. The photo below is potty training day 2, as you can see he's already had enough with the photos. :-)

Sappy side note: Our dear Mr. Alcott is in Tulsa for the week. No matter how often he travels, days just aren't complete without our love. And believe you me, one big heart and two little hearts overfloweth with love for that man.

sleep

2011-03-16T15:01:00.006-05:00

John Paul Alcott: 3 months old

I took these photos yesterday and let me just say I could watch him do this all day. Everyday. There is nothing so peaceful in the world.

Watch his little mouth move in the video. I'm so in love.

tub time

2011-03-07T12:15:00.002-06:00

Our farmhouse is missing one important thing, a tub for the boys. We've mostly bathed Teddy at the grandparents, avoiding (for now) a costly bathroom remodel.

Turns out though, it wasn't so expensive after all. :-)

Happy Monday, bubble bathers.

what a little paint can do

2011-03-02T07:02:00.008-06:00

We moved into our house just over four months ago and in between Ryan's work travel, the holidays, and a new baby, we painted. Wanna see?

This is Theodore's bedroom. Upon arrival the walls were a pinkish lavender. Now, Resolute Blue by Sherwin-Williams. Once carpeted, we riped it out and painted the wood floors underneath (not restorable) a deep brown. The windows have been finished with red ticking panels.

The upstairs hall, originally painted in a green faux finish, was changed to Window Pane by SW. The carpet was also removed, but the floors remain unfinished.

Our bedroom was wallpapered in a cream color and also carpeted. We removed the peeling wallpaper, a careful job with the plaster walls underneath, and painted the room Abalone Shell by SW. After taking out the carpet we also painted the wood floors. I finally have a place to put the cedar chest passed down from my Grandma Krutzig. We also have a dresser passed down to Ryan from his mother. My brother painted this room for us. That's him in the photo with Teddy the Helper Boy.

At move in our stairwell was carpeted and had a terrible railing hastily put up by the sellers in order to pass inspection. We removed the railing and repaired the ceiling damaged by it (the rail had actually been nailed into the ceiling!) Under the carpet we found many layers of paint on top of beautiful hardwood. Unlike the cheap flooring uncovered in the bedrooms, we decided to try and restore the stairs. Unfortunately the grey paint (seen in the photo to the left) was lead-based, therefore making the job tricky. We weren't comfortable sanding lead-based paint with Jack and Teddy in the house, so it was a long job of careful stripping. I'm excited with the finished product though!

I'm not sure a before shot was ever taken of the guest bedroom downstairs, but it was wallpapered, then painted a country blue. The wallpaper seams showed throughout the room. After consulting a few people, we decided it too damaging to try and remove the well adhered paper. Plus again with the wee ones in the house, we didn't want exposure to old, dangerous materials under the paper. A professional was hired to paint over the paper again, and hide all the seams. He did a beautiful job. The room also has a built-in dresser that was refinished white. The closet had no doors at move-in, but we found these (photo on the right) out in the barn and painted them white also.

I apologize for the poorly captured before shot of the dining room, but you can see it was red. We repainted in Halcyon Green by SW. My favorite color in the house thus far!

Last, I'll leave you with a few photos from Jack's bedroom. It's in the works. The carpet was recently removed and wall repair started. We haven't decided on definite colors yet, but I'll be sure to share when we do!

I've been inspired by so many fun things lately and this magazine gives me a bucket full of ideas! If you haven't ran out to get this month's release, GO NOW! It's so great! Big thanks to my sister-in-law for introducing it. We are making our little home improvements on a tight budget so other than painting, decorating is more about dreaming than actual doing. But goodness, it's fun to dream!

sumo baby

2011-02-28T21:49:00.006-06:00

WANTED: Japanese wrestling coach to train our wee babe in the ancient art of Sumo.

pink, red, and purple (the month of love)

2011-02-17T22:30:00.001-06:00

The hand of the little love artist: Theodore Ryan

Monday was St. Valentines Day. Teddy spread the love by making hearts for some of his favorites. I was given the working title of support person (or in toddler jargon, "Don't help!") by the aspiring artist. So with my own hands tied, I was impressed with how well Teddy used his. Like everything in life, he took the project seriously and worked diligently until complete.

Once he finished the hearts, we made a love list together of the things little bear loves on the day of love. He rambled each item off confidently, without hesitation. The child knows his heart well.

I was touched when he said the last item. It feels like ages since my flower enthusiast frolicked among the blossoms. I heart his memory.

And in case you're wondering about item three. These are the sort he's referring to...

Hope your hearts are filled with all the love you. could. possibly. wish. for. and your hands have been smudged with the colors of February. Sending you off with not just one x and o, but one billion.

kitty cake

2011-02-11T21:44:00.001-06:00

Perhaps it's the patty cake (a popular game in the Alcott abode) or the two feisty felines (think Omar and Greta, the dynamic kitty duo) that hits home with this popular video. Whatever it is, I like it.

silo

2011-02-07T22:48:00.002-06:00

I didn't change a thing about the photos Ryan snapped of Theodore in the silo Saturday morning. They were perfect. just perfect. as they were. Peaceful, really. No need for enhanced colors or retouched dribble smudges. I'll keep my boys and their day exactly as it was. No editing necessary.

Ry had been away for the work week and when Teddy awoke on Saturday and found Daddy home, he was elated. Like a for real "my whole heart is so very happy" kind of elation. This was their morning adventure. silo style.

fort carson

2011-02-03T22:14:00.006-06:00

Jack with his Godparents, Alissa and Jake. Photo taken by Julie Prairie.

Exciting news in the Alcott family! Ryan's sister, Alissa and her fiancé, Jake received news of their first post following Jake's graduation from the West Point this spring. Our favorite couple will be off to Fort Carson, Colorado! Woohoo! This location was their top choice and they're thrilled with the news, as is the rest of the family. Who doesn't love to visit Colorado?!? Below Jack is showing his support and camaraderie by wearing his military fatigues. The littlest cadet loves his auntie and uncle very much.

I imagine Jack is celebrating with his Godparents in the photos. In the first he's saying "Oh yea, I knew they'd get a good spot!" In the second he's starting a celebration dance. In the third photo he regains his composure and tries to play it cool. In the last photo though he can't help, but grin again in excitement. :-)

The very best of best wishes in Colorado, Jake and Alissa. Our family loved Colorado Springs! We have so many special memories of the months we spent there. I'm positive you will too!

why we're here

2011-02-01T21:20:00.000-06:00

This bit of goodness was passed around by a few favorites yesterday on Facebook. I love it....even if I don't live there anymore.

little man hockey

2011-01-31T23:01:00.005-06:00

Our little man is starting to see some ice time. After all, a Minnesota family with two growing boys is the perfect recipe for hockey, eh?!?

How completely and utterly yummy is Teddy at the beginning of the video with the "I'm go skating" excitement?!? His sweetness just makes me melt.

I had to include the NHL head shot photo below. Although I know Teddy looks like his daddy, in this photo it's down right shocking. The child IS his father!

Here's to hoping for a lifetime of family skating adventures!

jammie bros

2011-01-25T22:29:00.000-06:00

Good night, snazzy sleeper clad world.

With all our little boy love,
The Alcott Angels

2010 holiday season

2011-01-23T15:22:00.003-06:00

I've always loved the holiday season. The soft glow of Christmas lights, the music, the family, the food, all of it so very yummy. A few days after Christmas in 2006, I married the love of my life. Now four years later, a few days before Christmas, I had our second child. It's a magical time of year.

"I always thank God for you because of his grace given you in Christ Jesus."

1 Corinthians 1:4

silly smiles

2011-01-19T22:45:00.004-06:00

This is what I get these days when I ask my two-year old to pose for a photo. He's completely incapable of a normal smile. In no way is he trying to be funny, it's just his little brain can't recreate an authentic smile if it isn't the real deal. Hi. lar. i. ous.

What was Teddy Ryan up to you ask, looking so very adorable? We were getting ready to leave for music class this morning. We recently joined a Kindermusik class near our home and are enjoying it immensely. Teddy has grown leaps and bounds from our Music Together days in New York. No longer quite so little, he's now able to follow directions well and he simply adores his teacher. It warms my heart to be there with him, watching him sing, dance, and love on all his little classmates. There's no doubt about it, that little man has wings and he's going to soar. (Especially when he uses his real smile!)

brief moment

2011-01-18T16:17:00.003-06:00

Like the landscape outside our bedroom window, Jack too is ever-changing. Yesterday I began to pack away the clothes our wee one has outgrown. It was but a brief moment that he wore the onesies, sleep sacks, and britches that are now snug. Big babies outgrow the newborn section too swiftly.

1 month

2011-01-16T16:05:00.001-06:00

Yesterday, Jack turned one month old! We tried to make him sit up for a photo and he wasn't one bit happy about it, until that is...his eye caught the ceiling fan! Such a little lamb. :-)

You bring such joy to our family. My New Year's resolution this year is to give back the happiness to you and Teddy, that you share with us. So let's do it babe, let's bounce it right off one another.

Jack's birth story

2011-01-11T11:29:00.000-06:00

John Paul Alcott (Jack)
12/15/10
6:49pm
9lbs 5oz
23in

I've been dying for the opportunity to sit down and write out Jack's birth story. Honestly, I started this post weeks ago, opened it a half dozen times, only to abandon it as my little guys called out their needs. So if it feels a bit choppy, I apologize.

Our sweet second (as we came to call him throughout the pregnancy) was due on December 7th, 2010. Throughout the pregnancy I expected to gestate past my due date. I was induced during Teddy's pregnancy 7 days past my due date, so I assumed more than likely I'd go past it again. According to medical standards anything up to 3 weeks prior to and 2 weeks after the due date is considered both full-term and within the normal time to deliver baby. At my 38 week appointment however, I was already 3 centimeters dilated, which signified to both my doctor and doula that I could go at anytime. I agreed. By the time I was 3 centimeters with Teddy, my water had broken, I had intense contractions, and was definitely in full labor. Week 38 passed though and at my 39th week appointment I was 3 1/2 centimeters. Still few contractions and not many other signs of labor, but at this point both doctor and doula recommended that Ryan stay home and not return to work in Grand Forks. At my 40 week appointment I was 4 centimeters dilated. We were all very surprised labor hadn't started. Ryan was ready to spring into action whenever duty called, my doula and our families were all waiting, but still no babe. I too began to feel anxious at 40 weeks because my doctor began to talk about the dreaded "I" word...induction. My goal throughout the pregnancy was to have a completely natural, drug-free birth and I knew that desire would be compromised if I had to be induced. I also desperately longed for the experience of "going into labor." Again with Theodore, I ended up being induced so I never got that feeling like "Oh my goodness, I think this is it! Honey, I think it's time." It might sound silly, but after nine months of pregnancy (really ten months!) I felt like I'd been denied an ensy teensy bit of the experience by not allowing my body to go into labor on its own. After all, my body was created with the ability to do that, why not let it? Another week passed. I went in for my 41 week appointment knowing full well my doc would press for an induction. She'd said at my 40 week appointment that allowing me to continue the pregnancy anytime after 41 weeks and 3 days would be in violation of her best judgement. So at my 41 week appointment I set up an induction to happen in 3 days time (all the while praying I wouldn't need it and I'd go into labor on my own before hand). AND praise the Lord, I did just that!

That evening after I got home from my appointment, I started to feel pretty crampy. I'd had cramps though consistently since about 37 weeks, so initially I didn't get overly excited. However around 9pm it became clear I was having steady, constant contractions. My doctor had advised me to come into the hospital when they were about 5 minutes apart. Mine started out timing about 7 minutes apart. I cleaned the house and did a few things to get ready for hospital, then called my doula. She said if I lie down for a bit they may spread out enough to get a little sleep. I tried that and sure enough they did. I certainly didn't sleep well, but they spaced out enough to fall into a sort of half sleep for a couple hours. As soon as I stood on my feet though they were back to about 7 minutes apart. By 9am I was contracting strong and steady at 4 -5 minutes apart, we went to the hospital and our doula met us there. Upon arrival at 10am I was 4 1/2 centimeters dilated with contractions about 4 minutes apart. I requested and received an amazing labor room, complete with a beautiful view of the snowy woods and a huge bathroom (like seriously HUGE) with an enormous bathtub to labor in and a shower. We didn't waste a lot of time in the room though, but rather spent the better part of the early afternoon walking around the hospital in an attempt to get the contractions to pick up in intensity. We would walk, stretch, stop, have a contraction, repeat. I found I very much liked laboring on my feet, so the walking in and of itself was comforting. It had it's own rhythm. My doctor checked me around noon only to find I'd made little progression and was at about 5 centimeters. He suggested breaking my water as a way to speed up the contractions. We decided to try a few other techniques before doing that, so I spent the next hour on the birthing ball gently bouncing, trying to bring baby down. In general, I found the birthing ball to be pretty uncomfortable, but tried to stick with it as I hoped it was pain with a purpose. After that I hopped in the shower, hoping the water on my chest would create stimulation to intensify the contractions. Nursing baby after birth naturally creates this reaction to help contract the uterus back down to size. The water stim actually worked a little too well and I ended up with constant contraction that wouldn't go away at all. So out of the shower. At 2:30 the doctor checked my progress again, and we learned I was only at about 5 1/2 centimeters. I decided to go ahead and let him break my water. At this point I was starting to feel the effects of very little sleep the night before and the prospect of laboring into night number 2 didn't seem like the best thing for me or baby. I was also concerned that if I allowed myself to get too tired, my hope to labor pain medication free may become less likely. After the doctor broke my water, we hit the halls once again for more walking. My contractions intensified enough to the point that I was having to stop and hang onto Ry's shoulders during each one. We returned to the room a bit later and I continued to labor simply standing up next to the bed. At this point my contractions were probably only a minute or two apart and quite strong. I was very uncomfortable, but also pleased to know baby was going to come soon. My doula suggested I get in the bathtub, assuring me I'd feel much better once I was submersed in the water. I got in the water and immediately felt crazy-intense pressure, like baby was going to come out. I only lasted in there for 3 contractions, and then got out and into a hands and knees position on the bed. It was a position I'd studied during pregnancy (I broke my tailbone during Teddy's labor and hands and knees was supposed to take pressure off the tailbone) and I quickly found it to be beneficial. I labored through 8 and 9 centimeters (a very difficult part of labor) on hands and knees. When I was 10 centimeters, I did end up flipping onto my back to push. I've heard women say that when it's time to push it actually feels kind of good, sort of like a relief to finally be able to push with the contractions. I've never had that feeling, but I will say it was a relief to be to that point in the labor. The transition phase was difficult and I was happy to move on. It's also exciting when the baby's nurse arrives and the newborn equipment is rolled in, you know you're going to meet your little one soon. I had little knowledge of time while I pushed, but was later told it took about a half hour to get Jack out (it took 3 hours with Theodore). I remember looking around at the faces watching, helping, and coaching while I pushed and thinking it's nice they are here, but only I can bring this baby into the world, it's all up to me. There's not a thing any of them can do now except wait for me to do my job. It was both very scary and a little empowering. But we did it. Sweet, quiet, beautiful John Paul was born at 6:49pm....approximately 22 hours after steady contractions began and 9 hours after arriving at the hospital. I can't tell you the happiness that washes over your entire soul when they place your new baby on your chest for the first time. Such peace. He's here. He's fine. We did it. And it was beautiful and perfect.

I remember Jack's labor and birth so well. That day is vivid and alive in my mind. I was present, aware, and with my baby boy. It was awesome. We'd prayed every night for an incredible birth day and it was just that. I am filled with thanks.

in our arms

2010-12-22T15:44:00.006-06:00

Welcome to our world little one. We are so very happy you are here. How can it already be a week ago that you arrived? Your birth last Wednesday filled me with such love, strength, and beauty. You did so well little one, staying strong and steady throughout the long labor. Me, you, and daddy worked collectively to bring you into this world and that journey created a deep entwinement of our hearts. I know it. I feel it.

You are a gift, John Paul. You and your brother are two special, special blessings bestowed on me and your daddy. We promise to nurture you and love you and hold you, now until forever. Happy one week, my sweet boy.

cease the day

2010-11-22T07:28:00.004-06:00

Mr. Alcott off to cease the day.

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don't go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep. ~ Rumi

Ryan, have I mentioned lately how proud and thankful I am to be your partner? You exceed everything I hoped for in a husband. An ambitious, hard-working man, who also happens to be a wonderful friend, father, and provider. You are my best decision.

bébé

2010-11-20T14:10:00.000-06:00

Last weekend we got together with a family friend to shoot a few maternity photos. Such a fabulous time! While pregnant with Theodore, I never did such a session and had a little regret over it. This time I decided to bare the belly and carve out a morning for photos. So happy I did, love the results!

Teddy's eyes make me melt! And I've got to say, I'm lovin' that sexy, long-haired, bearded boy, too.

Happy Saturday, loves. Only 2 more fall between us and the due date. 17 days! So close to meeting this sweet, sweet gift who already fills our hearts, minds, and conversations. So close to meeting our son. So close to meeting Theodore's brother. Can you believe it?!?

twin cities

2010-11-18T21:36:00.002-06:00

Because I love Minneapolis. And I bet you do, too. Check this out. Good stuff. Especially #46.

nature's bounty

2010-11-16T13:19:00.002-06:00

This is, I think,
what holiness is:
the natural world,
where every moment is full
of the passion to keep moving.
I've knelt there,
and so have you,
hanging on
to what you love,
to what is lovely. - Mary Oliver

Theodore had a magnificant time playing in the snow. His adventures were made extra sweet by Ryan's arrival home a few minutes after we stepped out into the white wonderland. He'd been away for 6 days. Below is a special bonus photo of their reunion.

Those two hold
every.
little.
bit of my heart.

our new home

2010-11-11T05:27:00.000-06:00

Oh My! I can hardly believe it's been nearly a month since my last posting! We've been busy bees working, getting ready for baby, AND purchasing our first HOUSE! We closed on October 22nd and have slowly been moving things in, making small renovations (mostly painting, wall/ceiling repair, etc.), and doing some yard work. It's a character-filled 1925 farmhouse. Originally set on 60 acres, the section we purchased was at some point broken off into 5 acres. Our 5 acres is still surrounded by the remaining 55 acres of undisturbed, uninhabited land. Very fun!

The beautiful barn is one of our favorite things about the property. When you sit in the kitchen, the windows face it's huge facade and create such a feeling of serenity and solitude. It's wonderful.

We also envision many afternoons spent rocking on the adorable, white swing. Theodore (in his 2-year old glory) is already terribly possessive of the it, so Ry and I take our turns during nap time.

The holiday season and birth of our sweet second is fast approaching and with it more busyness, but we feel such peace being in our new home. The last four years of traveling have been wonderful and allowed us to explore many new places, but we've long been in need of a home base for our little family. This place is home.

the boys club

2010-10-16T21:15:00.003-05:00

Uncle Johnny, Theodore, Grandpa Morrow. Buffalo, MN

"He who walks with the wise grows wise..." ~ Proverbs 13:20

Something tells me our winter arrival will fit in just fine with the family.

All the boys are just waiting to include him in on the adventures.

deodorant-wearing monkey boy

2010-10-12T20:31:00.001-05:00

Teddy, we are so glad you're ours.

You really are the best, our funny little monkey.

cottonwoods

2010-10-11T20:43:00.006-05:00

CWs along my Red River bike route. Grand Forks, ND

I'm convinced that when the breeze blows through a Cottonwood tree it creates a distinct whisper. A sound different from the rustles of an Oak or Maple. Growing up on a lake in central Minnesota, I heard the Cottonwood whisper often. The shoreline was abundant with the huge old trees. My neighbor had a hammock that hung in small grove of Cottonwoods and whenever they were out of town, I'd sneak over and lie under the big trees dreaming dreams and praying prayers. Their limbs always felt like an embrace. When I was older and going for runs around the lake, I'd take care to note the biggest and most beautiful of the trees along my route. The Cottonwood was the tree of my childhood. My dad has since moved from the house I grew up in, but I was touched to see he planted three Cottonwoods at his new home. I think he missed the sweet softwoods. Below is a photo of our home right after it was built in 1980.

Yesterday I went for a bike ride along the Red River and couldn't help but stand in awe of the enormous Cottonwoods along the trail. Their leaves once again creating a notable sound, shaking and shimmering in the autumn air.

A memory rushed through me as I biked along:
* summer following 6th grade.
* lying on a pink blanket under the Cottonwood in my backyard.
* praying that the boy I'd so desperately crushed after the last nine months would return my sentiments at the start of a new school year.
* my mom coming out and offering words of understanding, easing my junior high heart ache.

The whisper of the trees brought me right back to that day....and I like things that remind me of my mama.

Portland

2010-10-10T06:55:00.001-05:00

Portland Farmers Market. Oct. 2010

Home sweet home on a delicious Sunday morning. It's been a busy week playing catch up after my wonderful time in Portland last weekend, so I'm looking forward to a still day. This morning is hushed and perfect. My husband is peacefully sleeping next to me and Teddy boy is curled up in his cribie dreaming sweet baby dreams. I love being the first one up in the mornings. It means Ryan is home, as I'd never be up before him on a workday. But I'm rambling and the point is to share a few lovely Portland photos....

I had such a beautiful weekend. The perfect mix of adventures in a new city and relaxation with my nearest and dearest. To spend time with Lindsey, Reggie, and their new pup (by the way, they are fabulous puppy parents!) was precious. And now they're ENGAGED! Yes, that's right! I left for home last Monday and on Tuesday evening Reggie popped the question! I'm SO excited for this sweet, sweet couple. Wishing them a year full of beautiful blessings as they prepare for the big day next summer! And SERIOUSLY, how cute are they...

Lindsey and Reggie, thank you for all the thoughtfulness and sweetness. You are so kind. Love you mucho mucho and can't wait until Christmas!

sweet surprises

2010-09-29T07:37:00.003-05:00

A couple months ago, a friend from Clarksville posted this on her Facebook page. Ryan and I completely teared up watching it. It's pretty awesome. The little doll, with whom the video opens, is also from Clarksville. Her elementary footage was shot at a school just down the street from my old apartment. :-)

Yesterday at the park, Teddy and I hung out with another mama about my age and her two-year old lad. After visiting for some time, I learned her husband has been deployed for the last seven months and will be gone at least another six. I can't even imagine. I struggle when Ry's out of town for a few days. Our military families are SUPERHEROS, no doubt about it.

tis the season

2010-09-26T07:51:00.002-05:00

Nelson's corn maze and pumpkin patch. Emerado, ND. Sept 10'

Yesterday:

* Slept in. Until 9am! Virtually unheard of.

* Created huge train track through the living room. Thomas, James, and Percy loved it.

* Went to first pumpkin patch/corn maze.

* Discovered Theodore is terrified of black cats. Like really, really scared. Absolutely no idea why.

* Without naming names, one family member folded and put away an entire pile of dirt laundry.

Opps.

*Teddy announced at lunch that "Mama's soup looks just like a beach ball." Umm, okay.

* Went on a long, family bike ride in the evening. Happily discovered balancing my baby belly was no problem.

* Stopped for pizza along the route. +'s included patio seating and an awesome thin crust. -'s, a disgusting sauce on the BBQ chicken pizza.

* Declaration at bedtime that the two-year old "Wants to wear his zookeeper jammies." Zookeeper jammies? Again, umm okay....let me just pull those out.

South Dakota

2010-09-23T14:08:00.014-05:00

Father and son. Uncle Bob's farm. Sept. 2010

Last weekend the Alcott trio (+ bebé en útero) drove to Sioux Falls, South Dakota for a celebration in honor of Ryan's maternal grandparents 60th wedding anniversary. It was truly a blessed event! How incredible is a 60th wedding anniversary!?! The best part is his grandparents are such lovebirds. They have the sort of partnership every marriage aims to create. We are lucky to have their beautiful example in our family. I wish I'd taken a photo of the honorary couple, but alas it slipped by too fast with few photos captured.

I did manage to get a couple photos from our first morning there with a quick visit to Uncle Bob's farm. Ryan has three uncles with working farms in the area, so naturally these visits were a highlight of the trip for Teddy. When Ry and I were in high school, talking about careers and the paths we hoped to take through college, I half-jokingly half-seriously suggested a number of times that we move to South Dakota and become farmers. Obviously the logistics and financial reality of entering the farm industry from scratch in today's age would be VERY difficult, but my goodness...it may have been the perfect fit for our family. The best part, Ryan would never have to travel for work again. We'd always have him with us. And we really, really like him with us.

It's raining here today, so Ry is home. They don't work in the rain. Perfect. Hope you are spending the day with your lovies as well. Muah!

bedrooms

2010-09-21T14:33:00.007-05:00

Lately I've been dreaming of bedrooms. I'm not sure if it's the return of pregnancy fatigue with the third trimester or if it's the cold, windy autumn weather. Either way, I find myself imagining beautiful, simple, sleepy sanctuaries. A place to lay my head each night. To read and cuddle with my lambs during the day. A cove to sneak away to with my love when the opportunities arise (will those moments still happen with two boys?) A room for my Grandmother's cedar chest, recently handed down. A place to exhale.

With that said, I had to share this recent post on one of my favorite decorating blogs, Decor 8. Photos came from a "favorite blogger bedroom" contest held at Norske Interior.

How all encompassingly yummy are each of these rooms?!? Click here for designer credits.

As long as I can remember, I've dreamed of a white bedroom, with wood floors, open windows, and flowers on the nightstand. These are all right up my alley, although I've a special fondness for the lace coverlet in photo two and the closet drape in photo four. Each is most certainly a place to exhale.

so long sweet summer...

2010-09-10T07:40:00.000-05:00

....we will miss you.

joy

2010-09-08T14:59:00.007-05:00

Alissa and Jake. Bennington, Vermont. Autumn 2009

Forever meant to walk together.

The most wonderful news was delivered to our family this past weekend! My dear sister-in-law, Ryan's youngest sister is getting married! We are thrilled! Truly, truly joyous for the beautiful couple! Their radiating elation penetrated deep into the whole family, as we all walked around with perma-grins for the remainder of the weekend. Lots of spontaneous giggles, happy tears, and memories filled our hearts. May the next nine months be a blessed and treasured time as they prepare for the BIG day!

Congratulations, Alissa and Jake! We love you!

"You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace;
the mountains and hills will burst into song before you,
and all the trees of the field will clap their hands."
~Isaiah 55:12

I've got friends with tractors

2010-09-02T16:56:00.013-05:00

A couple weekends ago, Teddy and I went to the Nowthen Threshing Show with G & G Alcott. Ryan was en route back to Minnesota from Michigan and missed all the merry, but not to worry, I'm positive it will become an annual family event. It was just THAT much FUN!

Rows upon rows of tractors. All of Theodore's favorites were there, JDs, Fords, Allis Chalmers', Minneapolis Molines, the list goes on. Personally I favored the Demonstrator Farmalls. I wish I'd taken a long shot photo of the display area. It was impressive. Teddy could have spent hours looking at the big machines. Lucky for him, we entered a raffle to win a Moline. I'm positive we'll be receiving a call to come pick it up around the end of the month. ;-) What else is there to to do with our tractor lovin' boy except let him putt putt away...

A look at two of T's favorite songs. We watch these homemade videos many a morning over a bowl of cereal.

Cutting for Stone

2010-09-01T14:08:00.003-05:00

This is FAB.U.LOUS.

Do read.

The Beginning

2010-08-30T21:02:00.001-05:00

"Where did I come from?" the baby asked its mother.
She answered half crying, half laughing, and clasping the baby to her breast,-
You were hidden in my heart as its desire, my darling.
You were in the dolls of my childhood games.
In my hopes, in all my loves, in my life, and in the life of my mother you have lived.
In the lap of the eternal spirit who rules our home, you've been nursed for all the ages.

The Beginning ~ Rabindranath Tagore

25 weeks

2010-08-27T19:43:00.001-05:00

25 weeks! 25 weeks along with our baby boy! How quickly this pregnancy is zipping by! I tend to measure time in seasons, and can hardly believe the summer is nearly behind us. That means one more lovely season and then it's time to meet my birthday present! :)

Our little one knows time is passing as well. A little peek into his world:

* He's about 1 1/2 lbs now! Roughly the size of an average rutabaga.

The baby is like a rutabaga? Hmm. Maybe not the best comparison to use for Teddy. Center photo via bourgeoisbee on Flicker.

* He stretches to an impressive length of 13 1/2 inches.

* His arms and legs continue to grow this week and have nearly reached their birth length.

* He's already grown enough hair to discern it's color and texture.

* His long, lean body is beginning to develop baby fat.

My growing belly is evidence to all the above!

Oliver Kelley Farm

2010-08-22T13:13:00.000-05:00

Our farmer. Aug 10'

A few yummy photos of sweet pea at the Oliver Kelley Farm. Despite the sultry summer weather, he worked hard helping the farmers flail the oats, tune up antique machinery, and keep the animals company. We had a ball with our little farm enthusiast! Big thanks to Grandma Alcott for taking many of the photos!

We may need to pop back over to the farm in a couple weeks for the upcoming threshing activities! How much would Teddy love that?!?

cake and cousins

2010-08-18T14:05:00.009-05:00

This may just be my very favorite photo from our week with family.
What could be better than cake and cousins?!?
{ *Special thanks to Diane for passing it our way! }

summertime

2010-08-17T14:25:00.007-05:00

Theodore sitting on a fallen tree in the St. Francis River. Aug. 10'

Last week, Ryan was able to work from home. Up until now, opportunities to work from home have been scarce, but our hearts are prayerful that we'll see more in the next year. We stayed with Ry's parents during the week, providing me and Boy Wonder with a plenitude of activities to keep ourselves busy (and out of the Senor's hair). And busy we were! We filled our time with a visit to the Munsinger Gardens, a lake day at Theodore's great-grandma Krutzig's house, a playdate with the Alcott cousins, and a trip to the Oliver Kelley Farm! We had a blast, out and about enjoying my favorite time of year...the summer (* always said with a sleepy, smiley sigh). The afternoons were also lovely. With Ryan's work behind him by 4pm each day, the three of us headed off on our own adventures, mainly swimming in the St. Francis River (stream that runs through our property, just down the road from Ry's parents). One of my most beloved memories from my long courtship with Ryan was swimming together on a hot August day in the Elk River. It was so fun (and special) to now take our son to swim in an adjoining stream. How beautifully our lives have flowed together since those early days.

You will see from the video below, Teddy LOVED playing in the river. Although it's clear waters aren't visible in the recording, the St. Francis is a beautiful, clean stream. Winding its way through the dog days of summer, void of the green algae found in many rivers this time of year. We love spending time there.

Now, with last week behind us, Ryan was called to Michigan on short notice to help inspect repair work on a pipeline. Teddy and I flew out yesterday to spend the week here with him while he completes the job. We rented an adorable little cottage on a lake about 45 minutes west of Detroit. The weather has been gorgeous and we're having a delightful time. Today, also marks both my sweet mama's birthday and my sixth month into the pregnancy with baby boy. It's been a good day.

Blowing warm summer kisses from us to you.

I can do anything good

2010-08-09T06:48:00.002-05:00

Oh My! If you haven't seen this one, take a peek. We LOVE it! This little chica is going to rule the world! Here's to hoping the Alcott lads promenade through life with the same sweet confidence.

tidbits

2010-08-04T18:15:00.006-05:00

Teddy has been saying the funniest little phrases lately. I need to keep a notepad with me so I can quickly record them. It's clear he listens closely to the way Ryan and I converse, the way we speak to him, and the words we use. For example, this morning's conversation, Me: "Would you like to go pick out a yogurt?" Teddy: "I'd be happy to..." Me: "Hopefully there are still a few left..." Teddy: "There's plenty more, Mama." Just makes me giggle that he's now saying things like "I'd be happy to.." I know I say it all the time in response to the (many) requests during the day...unmistakably, he's picked up on it! The "plenty more" thing also makes us smile. He uses it to reassure himself while eating, that there is "plenty more." He'll look at all the nummies on his plate and say "plenty more!" with a huge grin. As the meal is slowly eaten away the "plenty more's" become less frequent, but he'll still mutter a couple under his breath as if wishful thinking will cause more pineapple or pizza to appear! He's such a funny little guy!

Last Friday, with our pizza loving boy in tow, we had our first dinner out since arriving in Grand Forks. Thanks to a friend's suggestion, we tired Rhombus Guys (a pizza pie joint) downtown. Yum! Gorgeous weather, sidewalk seating, and an adjoining park made for a fabulous evening! Below are some photos of Mr. Teddadore chillin' in the parkway following dinner. He was really diggin' the fishie decor.

In other news, the grain harvest has begun in Grand Forks. Each evening we're able to see huge combines in the nearby fields. The pee wee farm expert is in HEAVEN! We park along the road and watch the huge tractors roar throw the fields. It's really quite beautiful. Today, we went to a farm supply store and bought Teddy a toy combine (International Harvester, if your interested). He LOVES it! I think we are raising a future American farmer!

A video from last night. These little clips are played over and over again by a certain someone.

Tomorrow, Teddy and I are heading home for a doctor's appointment. Looking forward to checking in on the littlest Alcott. Ryan will join us over the weekend. Hugs to you and yours.

a typical day

2010-08-01T10:14:00.001-05:00

Riverside Pool, Grand Forks

Teddy and I had a lovely first week in Grand Forks. Our days tended to unfold as follows:

7am: Wake up. Fulfill T's favorite and first request of the day, a cup of juice. Curl up together on the couch with The Early Show. Watch the news and share a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios. Cereal finished, T hops down to go pick out a yogurt. Almost as exciting as the earlier mentioned juicy, he manages to devour the entire thing in mere seconds (adult portion). Lounge around a bit. Play tractors. Read books. Unload dishwasher of last night's dishes. Reload with breakfast dishes. Get dressed. Start a load or two of laundry (mud caked on every article of clothing Mr. Alcott was wearing the previous day).

9am: Head out on chosen outing for the day. Last week's adventures centered around the park, the library, and the pool. Enjoy the warm summer weather. Take our day slow. Walk a lot. Explore a lot. Smell the flowers (literally).

12pm: Home for lunch. Typically either last night's leftovers or a sandwich with fruit. Teddy may or may not watch a Barney episode during lunch. He may or may not just listen to his favorite Raffi album during lunch. He may or may not chit chat non-stop during lunch. Or he may just sit quietly and eat, but more likely may not.

1pm: Change into comfy cozies. Use the potty (not mentioned earlier, but used regularly now). Pick out 2 or 3 books. Read books. Flip off lights. Sing 2 or 3 songs. Crawl into crib. Tickle and talk for a minute or two. Nap time!

1:30/2ish -3:30/4ish: Mommy time. Clean up lunch. Load dishwasher. Do dinner prep (i.e. cut veggies, marinade, ect). Fold and put away early mentioned laundry (mud now removed). Read. Blog. Relax.

4pm: Teddy's up. Pick out a snack, usually melon, grapes, or blueberries. Grab a large stack of books. Curl up on mommy's big bed, wake up slowly while mommy reads books.

5pm: Head out to little apartment playground. Spend an hour outside, swinging, climbing, and sliding. Run up and down hill. Fall. Scrap. Bonk. Get up. Do it again.

6pm: Back inside. Make dinner. Teddy spends this time with a chair pulled up next to the sink playing in the faucet. Fill then immediately dump out 100+ cups of water. (Please accept our apologizes, Mother Earth.)

6:30pm: Dinner time and daddy comes home. Handsome husband is tuckered and sun beaten, but always smiley.

7:00 - 7:45pm: Play with daddy! Sometimes just a bath and tub toys. Sometimes baseball (In-house version. Resembles little of the actual sport.) Sometimes horsey.

7:45pm: Jammies on. Brush teeth. Read one book with Dada. Read one book with Mama. Say prayers with both. Talk about the baby. ("Yes, mama has a baby in her tummy. Yes, he will come with the snow. Yes, he will come when it's cold out. Yes, you can hold his hand." Ect.) Sing songs. Do tickles. To bed little one.

Our days are simple. And similar. And lovely. As we anxiously await the arrival of Theodore's little brother, I'm reminded to treasure the now. These last months with just my first born are so very special. Soon there will be more joys, more laughter, and more baby boy tears. For now though we'll giggle, cuddle, and grow together...all while awaiting the snow.

The sweetest of blessings

2010-07-28T19:41:00.000-05:00

Yes, that's right! The Alcott trio is expecting a new little lad to join our family this winter! Last week we found out it was a boy and we couldn't be more thrilled. Such a gift, this soon-to-be built in best friend for Theodore....and for Ryan and I, the blessing of another son! There are no words to describe our excitement and gratitude.

It is this gratitude that has filled my spirit throughout the pregnancy. After been given the gift of motherhood with Theodore, there is a quiet and powerful awe that comes with knowing such a miracle will enter our lives again. My heart has an impenetrable bubble of happiness surrounding it. We are so thankful.

"I prayed for this child, and the Lord has granted me what I asked of him."
1 Samuel 1:27

Minnesota Children's Museum

2010-07-27T21:32:00.002-05:00

I'm a huge Children's Museum fan. Throughout our travels we've frequented many and let me say that Minnesota Children's Museum is the BEST! (Should I mention the worst? Okay, I will. Albany. Don't waste your time little mamas.) Last fall, I ventured to MCM with Theodore for the first time. At a mere 15 months, I wasn't sure how well he'd be able to interact with the different activities and displays. I knew they had a toddler exhibit though, so if everything else turned out to be a bit much I planned on hunkering down there. In all honesty, even for a one year-old nearly all the exhibits turned out to be a blast! I took Teddy back to the museum last week for a return visit, and oh my if I thought he enjoyed it the first time...he REALLY loved it at 2 years old. Above are two photos from the two different trips. Can't get over that drool soaked shirt in the first one! Thank heavens, the faucet has finally turned off!

Fake or real, he's smelling the flowers. (15 mths)

Rooftop garden. Complete with sandbox and fresh produce for the little ones to eat! (25 mths)

A wee bit older, but interest in driving the bus hasn't waned.

Teddy Ryan and Grandma Alcott (15 mths)

Grocery shopping. (25 mths)

Notice that even his shoulders would get wet in those days!! Poor pumpkin!

In the dog house. ;-)

Different ages. Same big eyes.

The Twin Cities (really, Minnesota in general) is such a great place for families. We're so thankful for all the time we've spent there this summer!

Grand Forks, ND

2010-07-25T19:01:00.003-05:00

Lincoln Park wildflower gardens

Grand Forks, ND

After a month off between projects, Ryan is back at work! He's scheduled to start a project in Brookings, South Dakota in the coming months, but due to delayed permits, we don't yet have a specific start date. In the mean time he's working on a pipeline that runs in the far northwest corner of Minnesota, right about the spot where MN, ND, and Canada all meet. We rented a furnished apartment in Grand Forks, a city that surprised us with its charm.

We've had many adventures over the course of the summer, including a 3 week stint at Leech Lake in northern Minnesota. However, due to limited Internet access and warm weather busyness, I've blogged little. I hope to do better now that we're settled in Grand Forks for a bit. In the next few weeks I'll post past photos and catch you up on all the Alcott family news.

Yesterday was a simple summer day. Perfect really. Just the three of us exploring a new city. We spent the morning at the Farmers Market and the afternoon at the wildflower gardens along the Red River. Our little flower enthusiast was most happy. We all were.

beach bum

2010-06-04T21:08:00.001-05:00

Happy weekend Baywatch babes.

Boston

2010-06-03T18:27:00.002-05:00

Little Italy, North End

Back in Albany after a wonderful weekend in Boston! The city was fabulous, the food unbelievable, and the people wonderful. We'd no idea the fun to be had visiting our neighbors to the east. So very family-friendly! Little ones everywhere there, folks. You'll find bambinos in all the great resturants, picnicing in the parks, and exploring the city on foot. We loved it!

Five Alcott favorites:

1. Benevento's, Salem Street

(heaven on a plate.)

2. Revere Beach

(first public beach in the US. clean and gorgeous to boot.)

3. The New England Aquarium

(meet Myrtle, the giant sea turtle.)

4.) The Boston Duck Tours

(oh so touristy, oh so fun.)

5.) The public parks.

(unique and plentiful.)

starfish handler.

shark whisperer.

our happy heart.

courageous boy.

dreamer.

duck rider.

duck mama.

Despite all the great things about Boston, the beautiful and numerous ball fields might just top our list.

Beantown

2010-05-30T13:16:00.005-05:00

Union Wharf, North End

Just put Teddy down for his nap and wanted to take a moment and share what an incredible time we are having in Boston! Oh me, Oh my...we LOVE it! Rarely do Ryan and I compliment a place with the phrase "We could live here," but this is sooo that kind of city.

Hope you are all having yummy yummy weekends as well!

Olana

2010-05-28T13:19:00.024-05:00

Last Sunday, in an attempt to get out of the house following my bout of sickness we headed off to the beautiful Olana historic site. Set on 120 acres, Olana was the home to Fredric Church, a famous American painter. The landscape was gorgeous. Big gardens, old barns, tall meadows, and blue waterways. We had such a lovely time. Teddy was able to run, run, run, perfect for our country boy. When he came upon the flower gardens he stopped and lingered though, gently stroking and sniffing. He adored the colors and textures, such a flower enthusiast...he could have spent all day among the blossoms.

Prior to Fredric Church owning the property, it was a working farm throughout the early 19th century. Much to Teddy's delight the original barn is still standing. Below he's posing on a stone wall after walking around the old outbuilding. He seemed to have deemed it satisfactory after doing lots of pats on the red wood.

I love the next few photos. Teddy and I were relaxing on a cute little dock while Ryan went to get the car. He looks so sweet in his cut-off jeans and muscle tank.

In the next shot you can see Poohka Louhka dangling from his mouth. So you see, he's really not such a big boy, but still mama's baby. :)

Tomorrow morning we are heading to Boston for the holiday weekend. With this cutie pie in tow, it should to be a wonderful time.

Hugs. The Alcott trio.

daddy time

2010-05-25T13:56:00.003-05:00

When we arrived back in New York a couple weeks ago, Teddy got his first stomach flu. He woke in the night sicky sicky. Poor baby, vomiting is scary enough when you're an adult...but for a little guy it's terrifying. The following week (last Thursday) I also came down with the bug. It was terrible. I spent the better part of the weekend in bed. Although I hate to miss out on the fun, it provided Ryan and Teddy with lots of father/son time. And what better way to spend that time than fishing?!?

Love those fish hands. (both pairs.)

rod and reel boy.

tangle Teddy?

sweet sunset baby.

daddy's boy.

happy water boy

2010-05-22T16:04:00.005-05:00

We've ventured to this park a few times in the last two weeks. Until Thursday, Teddy had no interest in going near the water. He actually got upset when I took his shoes off to dip his toes in the lake. Boy has that changed! By the time we went home this week he was dripping from top to bottom. :)

As I was uploading our lake video, I noticed this oldie but goodie in the library. You may remember seeing it last year at this time. Same water boy, different pond. Can you believe how much he's changed in a year?!

Here's to a summer of swimming!

warm weather

2010-05-20T19:37:00.001-05:00

Following a nice trip home to Minnesota, we're unexpectantly back in New York for the next couple weeks. The project Ryan was working on had some things come up and his services were needed once again.

Thank heavens the weather is warm. Teddy boy and mama are passing their days enjoying the sunshine!

(Kel, doesn't this one look like that drawing you made...too funny!)

With the warm weather comes a strong craving for Mr. Freezes. I bought my first box of the season a couple days ago. Yum.

Samuel

2010-04-23T19:05:00.000-05:00

Samuel Norman Schulz

4.15.10

9:56 am

7lb 6oz

21in

See that mama in the photo? She did AMAZING! A real. life. superhero. And hers is a beautiful story of labor....

Last Wednesday, Kelly learned she'd go to the hospital that evening for an induction. Although disappointed to not start labor at home, at 41 weeks she was ready to get the ball rolling. All along we planned that I'd fly to North Carolina when she went into labor and hopefully (fingers crossed) make it on time. An induction made that possible. I flew down and arrived around midnight. Kel had Cervidil (a cervix softener) inserted earlier in the evening, and they'd planned to start Pitocin (synthetic form of the hormone oxytocin, used to start and intensify contractions) the following morning. She never even needed the Pitocin. The Cervidil alone kick-started her labor. By 2am she was having intense contractions and by 3am her water broke on its own. I'd gone to Kelly's house after I arrived in NC, and planned to head to the hospital in the morning. We didn't think her labor would start until they got the Pitocin flowing. Wrong! She called me when her water broke and I headed over.

When I walked in Kelly's room and saw her, it was a total deja vu' to my own labor with Theodore nearly 2 years ago. She was in agony. Lying on her side in the bed, gripping the rail. Upon thinking about my role in the delivery room prior to arrival, I had lots of things planned to say, ways to help her cope with the pain....but when I saw her face scrunched in that all too familiar, completely encompassing pain, my mind went blank. All I could do was rub her forehead. Thank goodness, right after I arrived so did her doula. She was a Godsend!

From that point forward, Kelly and Doris Ann (her doula) worked as a wonderful team. Doris Ann immediately got Kel out of bed and on the birthing ball. She spent the early morning rotating between ball and squats. Kyle and I spent the time on ice chip duty. We kept a constant flow from cup to mama's mouth. ; )

She did wonderful. Truly, truly amazing. She had incredible control throughout the transitional phase...quiet, posed, and breathing. When the time came to push she was focused and ready.....and about 40 minutes later little Samuel was born. What a miracle! It was such an awesome, indescribable moment to see him born! And he was SO CUTE from the beginning. If there were any dry eyes, I didn't see them.....mine were blurry with tears.

Sammy modeling the shirt and quilt I made him. :)

Thank you, Kelly and Kyle for inviting me to be a part of such a miraculous day! You are a beautiful family. Baby boy is so very blessed.

Oh happy day

2010-04-14T14:46:00.004-05:00

blurry baby.

Teddy Ryan has grown and changed so much in the last few weeks. I want to wrap my arms around, hold on tight, and float in his sweetness. A few bites of random yumminess to share:

1.) I've never written about Poohka Louka, but you may remember a blog post last summer with photos of Teddy holding onto his white blanket lamb...? Well, that little lambie is T's most adored friend. A baptismal gift from Auntie Diane, Teddy hasn't gone to bed without it...ever. Poohka has to be washed at least twice a week due to all the sucking on his ears and arms during the night. The thing is pretty disgusting. We've been so nervous that Poohka would get lost one day that I had extras sent to us in New York, just in case. The "new" Poohkas were never a hit though, he'd smile at them and then happily reach for his old smelly, fur-matted chum.

On Monday all that changed. It was moments before nap and Poohka was no where to be found. Gasp, I know! I checked every nook and crannie in our small apartment to no avail. Oh heavens, I thought, how in the world can I put Teddy down for a nap without Poohks? Thankfully, he understood Poohka was missing and was on the hunt with me. When we realized he wasn't going to turn up before naptime, I pulled out the new Poohkas, along with a couple other blankies and told Teddy he needed to pick a new Poohka for nap today. And get this....HE DID! No tears, no crying. He just reached out and took one of the new Poohkies, brought the brand-new arm into his mouth and off to bed he went. Smooth as silk. I couldn't believe it. I thought we were going to have a disaster on our hands....but nope, he dealt with the change wonderfully. He must be getting older! :)

(Side note: Last summer one of my most favorite mommy bloggers wrote this post about her son's "Poohkie". I was totally giggly at the similar situations.)

Woofta, that first "tidbit" turned out to be so long! I'll keep the others under control. ; )

2.) Teddy started using the word "have" yesterday. Huge development because with the word comes actual sentences. Yesterday's sentence was "Ganpa (spelling like he says it) have a farmall tractor." We were so impressed! This morning he used the new verb again by saying "Geta Ousies (translation: Greta Lousies) have geen-eyes. Why yes, she does! LOVE the new vocab!

3.) This morning he also started to really enjoy board puzzles for the first time. We received a lot of puzzles last year at Christmas, but he'd struggled in understanding the goal. Today, it clicked. We sat on the living room floor as he whipped through puzzle after puzzle. No prob. Down pat folks.

4.) Teddy is about to have a new friend! My dear kindred spirit, Kelly is being induced tomorrow. Teddy will have a new playmate very, very soon! I'm flying to North Carolina this evening to be with her for the birth. I'm so very honored, thrilled, and excited that she invited me to be a part of this special process. I'm weepy just thinking about the miracle that tomorrow will bring...better save my tears, don't want to get the computer wet. :) I promise to share more once her sweet bundle arrives. I should be back home to my own sweet treats by Friday evening.

sing song boy

2010-04-13T06:16:00.013-05:00

Teddy and I are a routine-directed dynamic duo. For the most part, we do the same things at the same time each day. Reading and then singing before bedtime is one example.

In the last week he's been singing along so enthusiastically. Yesterday, I snuck my camera in his bedroom to capture those sweet, sweet baby vocals. So cute!

* It's pitch black for bedtime so you can't see us on the video, but don't worry...you can sure hear us! ;)

letters

2010-04-11T19:12:00.003-05:00

Me (about the same age as Teddy) and my dad at Elm Creek Park Reserve, Maple Grove MN

My father has written me wonderful little notes over the years. I keep them close.

December 7th, 1982

Katie,

This is the best thing that could have happened to us - having you. We love you.

Dad

December 7th, 2006

Katie,

It's hard to believe this is your last birthday as just mine. It seems like just yesterday we were going to Marilyn's together, then basketball games and dance recitals...watching Dances with Wolves together every other weekend.

You've been the greatest delight in my life. I'm so proud of our relationship - you're everything I could have hoped for...I love you very much.

Dad

Mother's Day, 2009

I love watching you and Teddy together. He's such a lucky little boy to have you as his Mom. Katie, I think we are what we become because of our mothers, and you are an incredible mom.

Love you and miss you.

Dad

So that's my dad. Always so sweet to celebrate me. Tonight though, I want to take a moment to celebrate him and say how very much I love you, Dad. I hope you had a wonderful, joyous birthday last week. You are always in the very center of my heart. Everything I do, every way I grow, comes from that place. See you in two weeks, Teddy and I will take you out for a belated slice of cake.

Easter in the Catskills

2010-04-07T18:53:00.002-05:00

The Alcott trio arrived back in Albany following a wonderful weekend in the Catskill Mountains. We left last Friday to meet my cousin and her adorable brood for the Easter holiday. The Cook family lives in Pennsylvania so we picked a half-way spot, found a gorgeous old farm to rent, and had a blast!

The Cook boys: Joey, Tommy, and Jude
That dark-haired cutie on the left is my Godchild. :)

Daddy bear/Baby bear.

A hike with Mr. Alcott.

Looking for Teddy? Check the barn.

Jude may be in there too.

Emily with her sweet little one.

Handsome Alcott angler.

Fisherman of the hour.

Rick, Tommy, Sam, and Ryan.

Worm scavengers.

Jackpot.

Checking out the chickens.

Friends forever.

Mail call.

It sure is good...

....to be together.

The last week of April we will be leaving New York. Ryan's project here is coming to a close. The trip to the mountains with my most favorite cousin was an awesome way to spend one of our last weekends here. There is no greater gift than time together.

Robin in the Rain

2010-03-31T19:54:00.002-05:00

Our little birdie embraces any hand he's dealt.

Especially one as fun as spring showers! ; )

Wishing you all an April filled with

the peaceful protection of a fantastic rain slicker,

the love that only yellow galoshes can bring,

and the joy in knowing there's more sprinkles to come.

bennett hill

2010-03-30T19:26:00.004-05:00

Free bird.

Spring has been playing tricks on us. March tiptoed in like a gentle lamb, bringing a couple weeks of warm, sunny days. Now with April in sight, the weather has changed to cold, rainy days with temps never reaching above the thirties. Good heavens!

On Sunday morning I awoke to birds braving the gusty winds and soft drizzle to sing outside my window. Their sweet song made me long for a walk in the woods. An Internet search turned up Bennett Hill, a perfect country hike. As we made our way up the hill, the trees opened up to gorgeous views of big farms below. Have we mentioned our son loves anything farm-related?!? Once on the top, the terrain flattened out allowing Teddy to run and explore. The whole scene made for one happy little woodland critter! :)

Locked and loaded.

A smidge muddy.

Follow the leader.

long johns cutie

2010-03-27T07:40:00.002-05:00

our saturday sunrise.

monkey boy

2010-03-25T19:25:00.003-05:00

Little monkey boy modeling his Valentine's Day present from Grandma and Grandpa Alcott, new jammies.

Isn't he getting big?! And such a sweet heart lately, experimenting with loads of new speech. Recent favorites include identifying the colors of every single object encountered and including himself in any given situation by saying "Teddy too! Teddy too!" He's also counting pretty darn well, hit and missing his way up to ten. Out of the blue tonight, he announced over dinner "Teddy happy." How fun is that?!

The photo shoot ended with a rousing round of "five little monkeys jumping on the bed." It seemed fitting.

I was excited to find a video I'd taken of the Alcott compadres opening their Valentine's presents. Teddy adores watching it. The footage of his beloved cousins releases a bundle of giggles.

I must say, those little monkeys are blessed with one very sweet Grandma....homemade cards and everything.

J and O (or OJ?)

2010-03-21T18:18:00.003-05:00

Johnny and Omar, 2006

The two have shared an odd camaraderie since Omar was a wee tom. Perhaps it's the mutual interests (eating and sleeping) or maybe the grumpy looks passed back and forth, whatever it be, the love hasn't waned over the years.

2008

2010

I've suggested the cantankerous companions make it a permanent alliance with a shared address, but J's always mumbling something about a roommate with allergies. I'm convinced he just doesn't want to move over for the 17 lb bed hog.

A lesson some of Omar's friends have learned the hard way.

Kelly and Omar, 2007

weekend with johnny

2010-03-18T13:47:00.014-05:00

Last weekend, much to our delight, my brother came to visit! Unfortunately, I was sick with the same flu Ryan and Teddy had earlier in the week so despite the excitement of having a visitor, I was in bed for a portion of the weekend. Thank goodness for my sweet husband who did a wonderful job balancing full-time daddy duty while playing host to our guest. The three boys had an awesome time together!

Teddy was so very pleased with his new flat mate! We moved a mattress into the living room for Johnny to sleep on (which conveniently also served as a wrestling mat and pillow fight home base for the godfather/godson duo) and the new furniture arrangements alone put a huge smile on his face.

A couple trips to the park and a few high fives really solidified the love. It's not everyday that T gets to hang out with someone who can do so darn many basketball tricks!

On Saturday I resumed my parental duties so Ry and Johnny could head up to the Adirondacks for a morning of skiing. They reported gorgeous views.

I feel so blessed to have had a full weekend with my brother. Our time together is precious. He works a lot of hours and it's often difficult to coordinate our schedules. What a sweet gift to have 4 full days of his time and love.

Sadly, I've not one brother/sister photo from the weekend. I decided to share this oldie, but goodie instead.

{ Love you, brother. Thanks for being the sweetest uncle in the world to our little Teddy.}

troy's antique district

2010-03-09T14:30:00.024-06:00

photo via weheartit.com

I've spent the last few days stirring the soup for two sick boys. Theodore was diagnosed with a double ear infection on Friday, thus down and out for the weekend. By Sunday Ryan wasn't feeling well either. Poor Mr. Alcott got much worse in the night, up multiple times sick to his stomach. Needless to say, he didn't make it to work on Monday morning (first sick day in 3 years of marriage) nor did he go in this morning. Other than lingering fatigue, both cuties seem to be slowly mending. Another evening spent cuddled on the couch in our makeshift infirmary should seal the heal.

While the boys napped on Saturday, I slipped out for a bit of fresh air with a quick jaunt across the river into Troy. One's first impression of Troy, New York is an old industrial city on the Hudson River. In all honesty, it looks a little rough. As I crossed the Congress Street bridge from Watervliet, it felt eerily quiet considering its size. However, closer inspection revealed hidden charm through lead-paned windows. I headed straight for the area known as the antique district. You may remember a bit back we had some family photos taken there.

I was only gone 2 hours, but it was such a fascinating trip. Of course, the antiques were wildly enchanting (especially the 18th century Berkshire and Adirondack furniture), but when I arrived back home I mostly gushed to Ryan about the buildings themselves. They were just so very old. Brick buildings with narrow double doorways. Long steep stairwells revealing floor after floor of treasures. Enormous windows allowing the building next door to cast shadows across salvaged porcelain tubs and farmhouse kitchen tables. The sweet, musty smell of ruins being reborn filled each shop. I could have spent days wondering, imagining the families that once inhabited each space, that once inhabited the city itself. A city that has undergone a 50% population drop in the last 100 years.

The next day I got online to check the hours at one of the shops for a follow up trip. As I was googling the district, I discovered this article published by the New York Times a few years ago. Take a peek. So strange to find. My sentiments exactly.

carnival

2010-03-03T13:09:00.010-06:00

The Alcott trio was so blessed last winter to spend some wonderful, warm time with Diana, a family friend from Brazil. Diana originally stayed with Ryan's parents during her senior year of high school as an exchange student, then returned last winter to work for three months.

It's now a year later and I often find myself missing her. Such lovely little adventures we had last year, really just so much fun. Thank goodness for email, Facebook, and Skype. Between the three venues we manage to stay connected.

Last week she sent me a fabulous video of her and some friends performing in Carnival. The festivities were held in the hometown of her boyfriend, an area of Brazil that takes their pre-Lenten celebrations pretty seriously! Excitingly their group won the contest, but even more fun...our Diana was the lead singer!

Diana, thank you for sharing this with us! Know you are missed and loved so very much!

Sua voz era bela, ainda que foi espantados!

sweet treats

2010-03-02T14:53:00.006-06:00

I do very little baking, it's certainly not one of my talents (as proven just yesterday by a failed attempt at pound cake), but I did make two cookie recipes recently that were delicious. They weren't chocolate chip, therefore deemed unique enough to share! ; )

The first recipe, Oatmeal Cinnamon Chip cookies appeared on a college friend's blog a couple months ago. I'm a huge snickerdoodle fan (cinnamon? yes, please.) so I was anxious to whip up a warm, winter-soothing batch. Although forewarned that cinnamon chips can be hard to find, I was delighted to spot them at our local supermarket.

The cookies were so simple and yummy that I had to share them on my blog too! The recipe (which can also be found on the back of the Hersey's Cinnamon Chip bag) does make a big batch, so after setting plenty aside for ourselves, I sent the rest to work with Ryan. Rumors drifting home indicate Azco taste testers gave the cookies 2 thumbs up. If you're a cinnamon lover (and seriously, who isn't?) give these cookies a go.

My humble photograph of the finished product.

Check out the post that inspired my baking endeavors to see some great photos of the cookies.

The second recipe we loved was Ina Garten's Ultimate Ginger Cookies. Oh me, Oh my these were so good! I saw the recipe in Barefoot Contessa At Home and knew I had to give it a whirl. I heart ginger and tend to slip it in any dish remotely ginger friendly...so these cookies were calling me. Made with large pieces of crystallized ginger, (see photo below) the cookies were gooey and soft on the inside, while the outside has the perfect crunch.

I know there are some serious ginger cookie fans on my husband's side of the family. Bake a batch on Friday night. I promise, you'll have a great weekend with these puppies hanging around the house.

To end this little cookie post, I have to share what my own sweet treat, Mr. Theodore did on Sunday morning. Ry and I were still in bed (probably around 6:30am) when we heard him start to wake up in his room. I went in and brought him back to cuddle with us for a bit. I turned to him once we were all situated and said "I love you" and... he said it back! First time! Talk about instant tears! He had both me and Ryan bawling. So very, very sweet. Really there are no words to describe the way you feel when your baby tells you that for the first time. A gift to mommy that's been marinating for twenty months. Ryan received his love offering later that same day when a bedtime I love you was returned right back at him.

Then yesterday while trying to talk to Grandma Alcott on speaker phone, he also gave her a love you. I was a teary mess all over again (pretty sure Grandma was too)! How special are those three little words?!

boots boy

2010-02-28T10:53:00.007-06:00

These days we are all about the footwear.

ice ice baby

2010-02-22T13:55:00.006-06:00

photo via flicker by beige alert

While visiting the homeland a couple weeks ago, Theodore had his very first ice fishing experience . How perfectly Minnesotan, right?! What does one do in the middle of winter? Go ice fishing! He comes from a long line of men who love to fish. When I was younger, my dad went on a big trip each year to Lake of the Woods and we all know Ryan would spend every day on the lake if life would just allow it. Somehow, the fun of hanging out in a snow-covered shack, on a frozen lake, in sub-zero temps didn't allude my little one either, he had a blast!

Rumors circling the area report an excellent fisherman on the rise. Teddy was noted for keeping a close eye on the minnow bucket, always ready to scoop out the bait for an empty hook. Unfortunately a few wiggly swimmers perished upon removal from the net. It seems Teddy's grip was a bit on the firm side. What can I say, the boy doesn't mess around. Thankfully, it didn't take long to get a few sunnies in the bucket.... not so easy to smoosh.

How is it that Teddy is already old enough to go fishing with his Daddy?! Where did my little baby go? Watch your back new mommies, it's true what they say....the first year goes way too fast and the second year....it feels like a split second in time.

I took these photos as Teddy was heading out on his big adventure. When Ryan saw them, he said Theodore looked just like me. A remark that immediately warmed my heart. It must be how dark his eyes appear? Maybe the eyebrows? Not sure, but whatever it is...I like it!

Ry promised to build this ice house for the Alcott trio. We're going to take our minnow-loving son and go camp for a good bit. Maybe my father-in-law will even have the pup to send with us for the weekend?

May Monday rock your snow shoes off little snow angels.

until Easter

2010-02-19T22:50:00.005-06:00

* sunset at 20 acre marsh

exuding the purple hues of Lent

02/13/10

Wednesday marked the beginning of Lent and despite the fasting and self-denial associated with the forty days leading up to Easter, it's always been one of my favorite seasons in the Christian calendar. The quietness and reflection are a welcome change from the hustle and bustle of ordinary time.

Growing up, my family participated in most Roman Catholic Lenten traditions. Wednesday evenings were spent at Stations of the Cross and Fridays spent abstaining from meat. We would also "give up" an activity or food for the whole season in remembrance of all Christ gave for us. Twice Johnny and I gave up television, one year it was sleepovers with friends (a penance that left Lindsey devastated), and many years it was sweets. My cousins and I would often babble about whose sacrifices were "tough" and whose were "too easy!" Gossip fueling each of us to abstain from food or festivities that were actually difficult to release.

As I became a young adult, I worried less about impressing my cousins and more about pleasing the Lord. I didn't want my offerings to be effortless, after all, He would know if it was a true sacrifice or something that didn't matter much to me anyway. This year I had a terrible time deciding what to give up for Lent.

Thankfully, since returning to New York our days have been veiled in a peaceful hush allowing for reflection. I decided to "give up" the 2 hours during Teddy's nap to do meaningful, family-focused activities. Typically I tend to waste at least a hour of his nap time on Facebook or browsing Craigslist. That time is now set aside for dinner prep, exercising, cleaning, praying, writing, reading, even napping if that's what my body needs. Only the first few days have passed, but I'm already feeling more connected to my family and my faith. I've finally found the moments to write in Theodore's diary again. I feel like I've regained my evenings with Ryan, with the household chores finished by the time he arrives home, and most importantly I've set aside time to complete whatever my spirit needs.....different and personal each day. The greatness of that hour already seems so evident and I still have 37 days to go! Imagine the possibilities.

So after lots of ideas from my husband, brother, and best friends that is where I landed this year. I'm still eating chocolate, still watching television (how FABULOUS are the Olympics!?!), and still available for a sleepover with my besties (can we continue to have those at 27?)...but I'm no longer on Facebook between 2-4pm. :)

Happy weekend my loves.

magic

2010-02-16T14:28:00.002-06:00

Back in New York now. But our week in Minnesota. It was magic.

snowy retreat

2010-02-08T15:47:00.008-06:00

We made it to Minnesota! Theodore did beautifully on the plane, despite an early departure, and had a wonderful afternoon with his cousins at Grandma and Grandpa Alcott's house. While home, we are staying in a new house that my dad and Maria purchased last year. They've yet to move in, so they offered it to us for the week. The gorgeous country setting is the perfect place to hunker down with my boys. It started snowing last night, and is continuing to fall. Curled up with my family, staring out at the snowy world, brings such peace and contentment. There is no where I'd rather be.

A snowflake is one of God's most fragile creations, but look what they can do when they stick together. - Author Unknown

little of this. little of that.

2010-02-06T14:11:00.015-06:00

My boys. Ben Wood Mountain, Adirondack Park Preserve

Last Sunday, Ryan slipped out of work early enough for us to go on a two-hour hike in the Adirondack Mountains. It was heaven. We were craving the stillness and silence of a winter hike, away from the hum drum of machinery at work and neighbors in the apartment community. Ben Wood Mountain, suggested to us by a local outfitter, turned out to be a great fit. A hike just long enough to feel rejuvenated, but not so long that Teddy got achy in the backpack. It was a bright, sunny day. Perhaps not perfect for photos, but perfect for February.

Today, Ryan is at work getting caught up and organized in preparation for his week away. Teddy and I are at home packing, cleaning, and getting Omar and Greta set up with the sitter. There is only one airline that flies non-stop between Albany and Minneapolis, with one flight making the trip daily. It was recently changed from a 5pm flight to a 6am flight. I have no idea how Teddy is going to handle getting up at 4am and heading to the airport, but say a little prayer for us. Compared with his normal rise and shine around 7 or 8am, this is a huge chop out of his sleep time. Yikes! A scary thought for mommy and daddy!

I've been taking lots of video of Theodore this week. A little of this. A little of that. Mostly just the two of us trying to chit chat. Hope you enjoy them as much as we do!

tuckered out

2010-02-03T13:56:00.008-06:00

Bath done, time to hit the hay!

The Aloctt trio has been pretty exhausted this week. We've been on a month long crazy work stint, with Ryan closing out another 90 hour work week last Sunday. Plus all three of us have the inevitable winter cold/sore throat. Needless to say, we're mentally and physically pooped. We've been sound asleep by nine each night. On Sunday though we're coming home to MN. Ryan never used his vacation time last year, so we have 2 weeks worth that needs to be used by April. We're planning on taking one next week, with Ry and I slipping away for a few days up north. Then in March we'll take another week and work on the house we're still in the process of buying.

So despite my urge to curl up and sleep while Teddy takes his nap, I decided to take a moment and tell you what a smarty pants he's been this week! On Monday he literally said about twenty new words in one day! Okay let me think.... pig, backpack, van, hammer, lion, penguin...are just a few that popped out. He also started putting words together, saying things like "Mama's nose or Teddy's mouth." We're so impressed! Another huge accomplishment that just happened was he started saying Greta's name. He has said Omar's name for some time now, but never Greta. He usually just called her Omar too. I wasn't even sure he knew the difference. Nope! He definitely knew because once he got her name to come out, he called her about 50 times, never mixing the two up again. He's obsessed now. When he wakes up, he immediately calls for her. I have to get it on video, the way he says her name is so stinkin' sweet.

Friends for life!

Green-eyed Greta girl.

I can't wait to share him with you all when we're home! Sending lots of love on this mid-week day!

london

2010-01-29T13:37:00.006-06:00

I love London. Really, really love it. My hope is one day, Ryan's job will land us there for a moment. A year. Longer. Unlikely, but a girl can dream.

I sporadically read a few London papers and bookmarked this photo a bit back. It made me think, if I have to do January, let me do so in London where I can

wear black pantyhose,

with a red messenger bag,

shrouded by scarf and snow

as I scurry (by Plane trees),

through St. James Park.

"A woman walks through Saint James's Park in central London on January 13, 2010 as a fresh layer of snow covered the Capital city. Fresh snowfalls hit parts of Britain on Wednesday, forcing airports to close as businesses counted the cost of the worst winter in decades. More than 1,000 schools told pupils and teachers to stay at home, as road and rail transport transport links were gripped by renewed chaos, following several days of warmer weather during which snow had melted. "AFP PHOTO/Leon Neal (Photo credit should read LEON NEAL/AFP/Getty Images)

T tidbits for the week

2010-01-28T20:14:00.005-06:00

1.) New words: plow, sunflowers, wood, drum, and melon.

2.) Start of the winter semester at Music Together. Learned a cutting-edge new song about Grandmas and Grandpas. (You can well imagine the giggle frenzy that incited for certain people.)

3.) First NY play date with twin girls from Music Together. Successful, despite the anxiety mommy felt watching T drool on a non-relative's toys, furniture, children, ect.

4.) Creative climbing. Yesterday found him atop the bathroom vanity. Standing up, mind you.

5.) Responds to the doorbell by descending long flight of stairs, to open door and greet Dad after a day at work. Plain ol' cute.

three recent reads

2010-01-26T15:14:00.008-06:00

The system is this:
Books that have been read go out in the living room, stored away in the makeshift case that is really nothing more than a sweater chest. Books yet to be enjoyed take their place in a stack next to the bed.

So now that you understand the order of my book universe, you can understand how it unintentionally came to be, upon simply grabbing the next book from the bedside pile (many purchased for me as gifts), that I happened to read three WWII, Holocaust- focused books in a row. I probably wouldn't purposefully pick such a heart-wrenching, mind consuming, makes you want to curl up and cry sorta topic and then read book after book on it....but the system allowed for it to happen. All three books (and particularly the last one) were so enlightening and most certainly worth talking about for a few moments.

The first one, mentioned earlier, The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Society, was by far the lightest read of the bunch. It peeked into German occupation of the English Channel Islands during the war and mixed in a little love story. Although it did touch on a couple lives affected by mainland concentration camps, it was not the focus of the story. Good, easy read. Go for it.

The second book I dived into was Sarah's Key. Thanks to long naps on Teddy's part and late nights on my own, I devoured this novel in 2 days. It was definitely the "can't put it down until I know the ending" type. Written by a Parisian, Sarah's Key told the story of one Jewish family's struggle under Nazi occupation in France's capital city. It focused specifically on the greatest mass arrest of Jews, on French soil (by French police), known today as the Vel' d'Hiv Roundup. Did you know in the span of 2 years, France alone sent 80,000 Jews to the concentration camps?!? The numbers are so mind blowing, life so devalued, that it's really difficult to even comprehend. Sarah's Key was a heart-stopping novel that makes you believe in the power of historical fiction to educate and help us remember.

My dad sent me Those Who Save Us a couple years ago and for whatever reason, it was never picked out of the pile until last week. When I read the first couple pages and realized it was another Holocaust narrative, I almost reached for a different pick. I'm so glad I didn't. Those Who Save Us told the haunting story of life inside Germany, for both Jewish and non-Jewish Germans. For the many who ask (myself being one), how could the German people allow such atrocities to take place during the Reich's reign? This book is for you. It is such a vivid glance into the economical, moral, and family conditions in German towns during the war. In no way does it excuse the complacency of non-Jews, if anything you could set the story aside with more judgements than when you began, but I promise you this....the story will seep into your soul, floating with you each day. And isn't that awareness, that recognition, that permanent piece of your heart that died just knowing what happened, one of the the only things we can give the victims?

So that's that. All great novels and if anyone else reads one, tell me...I love to talk books. For now, I'm sailing away to life in the southern hemisphere with The Savage Detectives.

grrraaa-nd-pa

2010-01-21T22:13:00.012-06:00

just a weeee bit in love.

mi amour

2010-01-18T14:46:00.005-06:00

it is here.

where i first loved you.

that i still love you the most.

cooking seasonally

2010-01-16T15:36:00.010-06:00

My handsome, hardworking husband has been such a busy bee lately. The project here in Albany is starting to wrap up. Exciting, but also stressful. The poor dear has been working nonstop! We knew January would be a crazy month, so I bought a new book to keep me and baby bear busy.

And busy we've been...creating savory dishes to fill our winter bellies! It's the middle of January and my spirit was desperate for the yummy freshness of farm stand food. Our family tends to cook with a great deal of meat in the winter, absentminded of the delectable flavors winter produce can add to a dish. So my goal this week was to experiment with recipes that call for ingredients in season.

A couple nights ago I made a happy little melange of pan-roasted root vegetables. Who knew turnips, parsnips, and celery root could be so tasty when allowed to simmer in their own juices on the stove top! I also made a yummy variation of a favorite Brussels sprouts side dish that came out oh-so delicious! Brussels sprouts are one of Ryan's favorites too, he was delighted to reheat and dive in when he walked in the door later that evening.

Last night I made Pappa al Pomodoro, a classic Italian tomato soup that's thickened with leftover bread. It also has has lots of fennel and carrots (the seasonal ingredients). It was my first time cooking with fennel and I think it was a hit. Teddy loved it! He's a big soup eater, we all are, and I can't bring myself to do canned soups.

I've wanted to start cooking seasonally for sometime, but in the United States where ingredients are available year round, it's hard to muster up the creativity. The pay off is well worth it though, you just can't beat the flavor.

{deep, warm, cedar-smelling bear hugs from us to you...keeping it seasonal.}

in my heart always

2010-01-13T19:19:00.004-06:00

Mary Kathleen Krutzig Morrow: 08/17/54 - 01/13/02

Eight years without our hugs is far too many.

kitty strife

2010-01-12T13:30:00.007-06:00

Our human child is under the hilarious assumption that he is a cat. Although he loves Omar and Greta (our furry felines), they've also fittingly developed a sort of sibling rivalry. If the cats are playing with the squishy ball, Teddy wants to play with the exact ball. If Teddy's cuddling on my lap, Omar will stand 2 ft away meowing incessantly waiting for his turn to be held. The photos below demonstrate the situation. O and T are in combat over the box.

Clearly, they enjoy the same sort of games.

our toddler

2010-01-09T12:58:00.029-06:00

Family photo taken in Nov. 09' by Thea Coughlin

Our dear, sweet Teddy has become a toddler. No if, ands, or buts about it. He's in a state of internal struggle with one arm clinging desperately to me and the other flailing wildly about, reaching for control over his world.

Over Christmas, he learned how to say "no." Now he uses the new vocabulary often. For example, I'll call out, "Teddy, it's dinner time." He'll call back, "No." I'll say, "Teddy let's go take a bath." He'll say, "No." You get the picture. The odd (and lovable) thing is the tone of his voice. It's not at all what you'd expect. The negative declarations squeak out quietly, ending in almost a whisper. He compliments them with big, wide puppy eyes framed by a raised eyebrows. Cute enough, right? After all, he's only 1 years-old and excited just to say new words. The thing is, despite the soft voice, he means business. When we insist that an activity be completed, despite his nix, he begins to cry and once in awhile will end in a full blown tantrum. Becoming less cute, right?

These outbursts are still pretty new to us. I began to see the first sign of them while in Minnesota last month. I chalked it up to the ear infection creating a sleep deprived, unhappy little snow angel. Now that we're home though, and the infection is gone, it's clear Mr. Theodore is just aching for more control in life. To be honest, I can appreciate that. It must be hard to have someone else make nearly every decision for you. After all he's intelligent, with likes and dislikes just like everybody else. Unfortunately he's still just a wee babe and incapable of making reasonable decisions. (Sorry, I know I'm stating the obvious....typing out loud ; ) So how do we find that harmonious balance of respect, authority, and love in our family?

My sweet husband only had to witness one such storm to kick start his solution-orientated mind. After the dust settled, I found him online frantically googling "toddler tantrums." He didn't have much luck so the next day I headed out to pick up Dr. Harvey Karp's, The Happiest Toddler on the Block. After some research of my own, I'd learned Karp's book was beloved by both parents and critics.

Well, that was earlier this week and so far I've read about half the book. I've found the material and research fascinating. Karp begins by educating parents on the mechanics of the toddler brain. He explains how immature it still is, struggling for language and logic, especially when it's upset. He goes on to give tips for communicating with anyone who's upset (toddlers included) and most notably reminds us to listen and repeat, rather than rush to distract and hush away their feelings.

So I'm anxious to finish the book. Although parts of it are clearly aimed at 3 and 4 year-olds, I've been able to put a few ideas into practice and I think we're seeing some positive results. I'll share more after I've utilized the strategies for a period of time.

Hope you are all having cozy, cuddly January days. We are in it. In the heart of winter. Over Christmas, I turned to my dad on a particularly frigid day and asked "Who lives like this? What sort of extremists exist in such conditions?" Although I love a snowy day, I hate the below zero stuff. It makes my bones ache and my mind numb. Today I'm dreaming about the hot, heavy days of summer.

home from the holidays

2010-01-06T21:44:00.003-06:00

We are finally back in New York after a wonderful holiday break in Minnesota! Well, most of it was wonderful. Theodore did get a pretty nasty ear infection and Ryan did a lot of scurrying back and forth across the country, but all in all it was a great holiday.

Highlights of our time at home:

1.) First night back in Minnesota, cuddled up in bed, staring out at the soft, still, snow-covered lake. The shoreline alive with the swaying shadows of leafless branches dancing in the yard.

2.) Decorating yummy cookies at my dad's house with he and his wife, Maria. My brother and I managed to quietly slip through childhood without ever decorating Christmas cookies so it was a treat (no pun intended) to start this tradition. Note to Self: For at least the next couple years Teddy may be better utilized as a cookie taste tester rather than cookie decorator.

3.) Having my husband home for four days in a row! He'd worked every single day since Thanksgiving, so when I picked him up at the new train station on the 23rd we were SO EXCITED! Four full uninterrupted days together! Teddy's ear infection also fell over that time so it was a Godsend to have him home with us.

4.) Completing my first quilt. Over Thanksgiving I started a quilt for Kelly's growing bambino. With lots of support from my wonderful in-law's, I finished just in time for her shower. It was a challenging project...picking out fabrics, deciding on placement, but it was so fun! I also got to spend lots of time with my lovely mother-in-law as she patiently gave tips, helped re thread the bobbin, and simply kept me company during a few late nights. A special project for a baby that is already so loved and fantastic time spent learning the craft with Ryan's mom.

5.) Helping to host Kelly's shower. We tried to create a vintage theme centered around old family china, teacups, platters, table clothes, and aprons. All the guests wore an apron and we talked about all the ways they can be used by a mother....to dry little hands, wipe away a tears, or hide a shy child. It all came together beautifully and everyone seemed to have a great time! Most importantly, it was a special day set aside to celebrate mother and baby as they are much too far away from us most of the time.

Hope you all had a lovely holiday season too! I did want to mention, I finished The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Society over Christmas and found it to be such a charming story. If you haven't read it yet, go pick it up!

our owl family

2009-12-18T21:01:00.001-06:00

Special thank you to Kelly for the new Alcott Family Blog banner! I told her of my vision for an owl family, and off she ran creating the fabulous image completely herself. It came out so stinkin' cute! For my birthday a few weeks ago she also sent me this adorable tote I'd had my eye on over at Etsy. Pretty great friend, aye?!

I've had a thing for owls lately. I told Ryan about it a few months ago, and he said "Really?! Me too!" Theodore, who would prefer to be a night owl himself, also appreciates the nocturnal animals. One day I heard him making "hoo hoo hoo" noises in his room. I went in, and there he sat, an open book before him, looking at an owl. I'd no idea he knew how to mimic their hauntingly beautiful sounds.

To bring our infatuation full circle, we saw a Great Horned Owl at our land over Thanksgiving. Growing up, Ryan said the birds were common, but they haven't seen as many in recent years. So beautiful to know they are still in the area and living on our land. Definitely seems to seal the deal, we are owl people.

One wise old owl to another.

a must read

2009-12-16T14:34:00.004-06:00

If you haven't yet read this book yet, go pick it up asap! It's so worthy of your time. I promise.

{A recommendation I've been meaning to share for months!}

a year and a half

2009-12-14T13:49:00.003-06:00

Saturday was Teddy's 18 month birthday! Below are two videos, one taken last year at this time and then another from Saturday night. How much he has changed in a year! Ryan and I had a blast watching these last night, such laughter and joy this lil' guy brings into our lives.

Theodore Ryan Alcott: 6 mth b-day weekend

Theodore Ryan Alcott: 18 mth b-day weekend

silent night

2009-12-11T14:34:00.005-06:00

Many mornings, as we slowly ease our way into the day, TLC is softly on in the background. Teddy and I've fallen in love with the oh so sweet Pampers commercial playing for the holiday season. I wish you could see Teddy Bear's face when it comes on. He's usually playing on the kitchen floor, but he springs up when he hears the music and rushes into the living room. He watches the babies with such a serious and studious expression, as if to say "You sleep too?"

Wishing you all a peaceful weekend. Stay in, mail some cards, avoid the malls.

fridge finds

2009-12-10T14:00:00.010-06:00

Last December, Theodore was just a tiny mite during the Christmas season. Other than all the hustle and bustle, I don't think he noticed anything out of the ordinary.

So this year I've been bound and determined to help him understand the wonderfulness of Christmas. We've spent the week giggling at snowmen, listening to Bing Crosby on repeat, and pointing out every Christmas tree within walking distance. This morning though, Ryan really helped to pump up the volume with an introduction to Santa Claus.

Teddy's daddy likes to leave little treasures strewn about the house for him to find. Today he surprised us both with a fun fridge greeting from Old Saint Nick. Teddy spotted it as soon as he walked out of the bedroom. So now it's all about Santa. We've done so many Ho ho ho's, I think I got an upper abdominal workout. We talked about the difference between Santa and "At" (Grandpa) more than once. We've even put Teddy's mittens on a handful of times so he could stand next to Claus and chuckle at their parallel attire. Yep, I think he's going to be quite excited to meet Santa in the coming weeks and eventually leave out treats for him on Christmas Eve. My sweet baby.

before the snow, we had four-wheelers

2009-12-09T06:40:00.005-06:00

Rumor has it, Minnesota got snow! Woohoo! We got a big dumping in Albany last night too! It's a beautiful morning. We'll go out and play soon.

The last couple days Teddy has been missing Minnesota. When we first returned to NY he was beside himself with glee and excitement, now that's wore off a bit. He talks about "At" (his name for all the Grandparents) and loves looking at photos of them. Poor pumpkin, we'll be back in MN for Christmas soon! This morning I remembered a video I took of him using the children's four-wheeler. I'm excited to show it to him and thought you might enjoy it too!

PS A big welcome home to the Dynamic D's! We missed you over Thanksgiving and can't wait for Christmas!

5 things

2009-12-05T13:30:00.007-06:00

photo via weheartit

1. Ryan and I are buying our first house! It is my childhood home. We've been swimming in the process for months, and honestly we're still a ways from completion...but, I'm staying positive! Maybe saying it aloud will send out speedy transaction energy into the universe. It's been a special, and crazy, and difficult experience that I'll share more about soon!

2. The same small town in which we will soon be home owners, now has a commuter rail line connecting it to Minneapolis! GO GREEN!....and take the Alcott trio with you (we'll ride in the Caboose).

3. After nearly 6 months in Albany we've finally discovered a good pizza joint. Inferno was yummy yummy delicious and had an chewy authenticity we've not found since NYC.

4. Big, thick, beautiful snowflakes are falling as I write. Our first New England snowfall. My sweet baby is down for a nap. My loving partner is at work. Pot Roast is in the slow cooker. The three of us will eat together tonight. Lovely.

5. I've now officially written over 100 blog posts! Yipee! When I started this blog last January, I had no idea what a therapeutic, gentle, sweet community I would encounter. It's been a wonderful experience. :)

Opps...correction: Upon closer inspection I realized I've written over a 100 posts if you count the drafts (posts started, but never published). I still have 7 more published posts to go.... I'll have to get excited again in a few weeks! ; )

smarty pants

2009-12-02T21:27:00.005-06:00

I wanted to carve out a little time tonight to share a photo of our happy little boy. We're still in Minnesota and he's been having such a lovely week. Spoiled rotten with lots of G & G love. He's been changing and growing so much too! Today alone, the lil' pumpkin said five new words! Out popped, "tree, ball, red, blue, and Grandpa"! Can you believe it?!? Five words in one day!

I read that around eighteen months toddlers have a speech burst, suddenly everything connects and the words start to pour out. I think he's definitely entering that stage, in the two previous days he also said "Elmo" and "wolf" for the first time! My heart just melts with each new word. His little voice is the sweetest sound in the whole world.

Hugs from us to you.

happy birthday

2009-11-24T14:22:00.004-06:00

I love you from here to there. From now until forever.

Happy Birthday my love.

motherhood and a case of the worries

2009-11-21T15:03:00.009-06:00

My lovely Grandmother (pin curls and all) with one of the ten she had to worry about, my own mommy.

Fear. It must come with the job title. For me, there exist two types. First, the category I've come to think of as perennial fears. Insecurities or concerns I've always carried in my corners, not necessarily related to motherhood at all. In fact, mine existed long before Boy Wonder.

The second type are the doubts that wash in and out, changing with the day. Lately, my nooks and crannies have held more fleeting fears than fixed, and they're almost always in connection with my biggest job to date...being Teddy's mumsy.

Last night after crawling into bed, I read a beautiful article in the NY times about a woman attempting to conquer 100 big (and small) fears in 100 days. She kept a journal that had a honesty and rawness that was so real. More than facing her fears, I liked how she simply said them out loud. It seemed brave.

So in the name of bravery, I thought I'd share a few of my own fluttery fears....

* Am I disciplining Teddy enough? Should I be stricter?
- It's so difficult to know if the everyday whinnies and whines are nothing more than toddler transgressions or if he's getting a little spoiled.

* Is Teddy talking enough?
- When I read about the number of words our pumpkin should be saying, he seems a bit behind. Then again, he may just be like his daddy...a quiet soul.

* Will the balance between wife, mother, and a spirited self get easier?
-no more explanation needed.

Author's Note: I actually wrote this post a wee bit back, but never finished it. It was fun to open it this afternoon and revisit those little motherhood worries. Although it still has kind of an incomplete feel, I thought I'd post it anyway. Funny, all three fears still hover near... maybe they should be moved from the "fleeting fears" category and stored away with the "perennials."

{sending you a whisper of weekend love on a soft and sweet new york saturday.}