Going Granola: Just Like My Ancestors
May 09, 2006
(Sidenote: I have a voicemail from him that I would rreeeaaaallllyyyyy like to post here, but I can't figure out how to transfer my voicemail into an MP3. If anyone can help, please email me.
I babysat my nephew on Saturday, and even though I was late (a recurring theme in my life), I managed to get to her house before Chase woke from his nap. We played with cars and watched the rain and then went outside and splashed in the puddles and walked in the park. Deb has him trained well because I tried to get him to walk barefoot in the park, and he TOTALLY wouldn't do it. "But I need shoes on my feet! I need shoes!"
I think I'm going to raise my children as granola, bra-burning, no-shoe-wearing kids. And to do that, we're totally going to have to move to the mountains where we can bathe in the streams and sleep in our two-room tent. And maybe when we need to go into town, we can bridle the nearest moose. They can become domesticated, right?
My sister called me yesterday to tell me that Sunday morning, when Chase woke up, his first words were, "Where's Aunt Jeshca?" And when I heard that, my heart burst open and a chorus of angels sang "Hallelujah!" because that means I have begun the process of crossing him over to The Dark Side. Next up: camping!
Later in the evening I received an email from her with the following note: "We are having two of his friends over for dinner tomorrow night. We tried to get Chase to guess who was coming over, and first he guessed his grandparents. Then Mark told him to guess someone who was more his age and that he liked to play with."
Chase loudly asked, "Aunt Jeshca?"
(Please note that he is 2 1/2 and I am nearly 28.)
Comments
AHahahahahaha.... You may be nearly 28... but aparently you relate really well on a 2 year old's level. ;)
Posted by: ben | May 9, 2006 11:59 AM
apparently?
Oh... and NICE moose.
Such talent.
Posted by: ben | May 9, 2006 12:00 PM
I love that your arms are holding the non-existent reins on the moose.
Makes your heart melt when they want to be with you. I can still remember what it was like the first time I walked in the door and my godson yelled my name and came running at me.
Posted by: heather | May 9, 2006 12:17 PM
oops! i forgot to draw those!
but it's kinda funny without them, so i'll leave it. :)
Posted by: jes | May 9, 2006 01:00 PM
STOP. You are killing me. The MOOSE. THE ILLUSTRATION.
Posted by: jonniker | May 9, 2006 01:47 PM
HAHAHA, because granola, bra-burning, and not wearing shoes are pretty much all connected. Hmmmm, good that Chase knows you are younger than the grandparents, it could be worse.
Posted by: Katie | May 9, 2006 02:14 PM
LOVE the artwork...
Posted by: Nikol | May 9, 2006 02:41 PM
HAHAHA!!! SO... when are you coming to FL to convert my baby to your dark side? I'll just have her practice reading on your blog, then she'll grow up to have the best sense of humor ever!
Posted by: girl from florida | May 9, 2006 03:27 PM
Jes, it was fun reading your post. Your pictures of your hephew are great. Aren't nephews/nieces such fun? I love to play three nieces and six nephews. Anyway, have a great evening.
Posted by: Tim Rice | May 9, 2006 05:42 PM
I LOVE your moose, and the fact that it doesn't have the reins.
I guess I'm granola too, since I'm going to be bathing in a lake and sleeping in a tent for two weeks straight next month. Wahoo!
Go GRANOLA!
Posted by: Amstaff Mom | May 9, 2006 07:20 PM
That is the cutest thing EVER!!! How ADOREABLE IS HE?!?!
I really like the moose tangent. That was nice: and the illustration was outstanding. lol You know, I'm afraid that when I get back from jamaica, I won't be able to adjust to city life again, and will only want to live in the mountains. Want to be neighbors? I'd be happy to baby-sit your granola, no-shoe-wearing kids while you and Roger ride your moose (meese?) into town for a night out...
Posted by: Stephanie | May 10, 2006 12:41 AM
I didn't realize your arms were supposed to be holding reins... I thought you were doing some sort of flexing thing. You know, becuase you wrestled a moose into letting you ride him so you must be really buff.
Posted by: Courtney | May 10, 2006 11:11 AM
I'm gonna have granola kids too so our kids can be friends and be granola-y together!
Posted by: k | May 10, 2006 11:33 AM
Oh my goodness that is the cutest story ever. I really want to hear what this little guy sounds like when he says, "Aunt Jeshca."
Posted by: Heidi | May 10, 2006 12:16 PM
Sorry that was me as "Anonymous." I just wanted to add that your sister is most definitely going to want a copy of that flower picture - that is the sweetest picture ever.
Posted by: Heidi | May 10, 2006 12:18 PM
Hahahahaha. Great post. Greart moose illo!!
Hahahahahahhahaahahahah!
I wrote this from my bb. I am at boston market.
Posted by: eddo | May 10, 2006 02:36 PM
Hahahahaha. Great post. Greart moose illo!!
Hahahahahahhahaahahahah!
I wrote this from my bb. I am at boston market.
Posted by: eddo | May 10, 2006 02:37 PM
It's the sunglasses in the moose pic that really do it.
Posted by: Lia | May 10, 2006 02:57 PM
You are printing all of these for him to read later in life - right? Which we all know will be pretty soon seeing that he's very advanced for his age. Those of you oustide the family that read this - this is the comment my mother makes to me when comparing things I did at Chase's age. I feel so loved.
Love ya Jess!
Posted by: Chase's mom - Jessica's "must-wear-shoes" trainer. | May 12, 2006 04:21 PM