Zoe Hangboard workout

Zoe's first ice cream cone

She has gotten bites of parental ice cream cones before (including a chocolate chip cone which sent her into a caffeine fueled rampage for hours), but this was her first "Zoe-only" cone.

Alta

We went up to Alta with Christine and Terry, with a stop at Awful Annies (slooooooooow service) and the American River. The American river felt like a hot tub in comparison to the liquid nitrogen cooled waters of the Bear River, so we all (zoe included) floated around the river. I was happy that I remembered our Five Ten river tennies, which kept my feet dent and gash free.


After taking a few minutes to rest, I extended the deck railing and added a small triangular deck section in anticipation of one day finishing the railing for real.

Meanwhile, the ladies went off in search of blackberries.

After grilling some chicken and corn, we fired up the rotenburo.

Zoe put up her usual fuss about the tent, but was much better than previous attempts. Here she is, full of energy the next morning

head sweat

I just discovered that the TOP of my head sweats when I eat hot food. What the hell?

A new toy for zoe

Thanks Claude!

Softball

Today we played (and beat) the dreaded Invitrogen team in our IM softball league. We were doing some aggressive bas running, and during my dash for home, I hooked my thumb into my pocket tby accident and heard a soft ripping sound. It turned out that my thumb had split my shorts down the seam, and I spent the next inning looking for someone with duct tape.

Kenji's 80th Birthday Party

Was at his studio:

with grandma:

and grandpa:

Grandpa is 45.7 times older than Zoe.
Kenji and Gail:

Kenji as always had brought a bizarre Japanese snack food, which looks like... well let's face it, it looks like cat poo

But Zoe didn't seem to mind the appearance:

Smart's crossing

Kenji and I built an anti-Zoe railing, followed by a trip down to the river. Christina spotted a rattlesnake on the path! Here's Zoe enjoying the water


Zoe and the corn

Shelby Cobra

replica? who really cares.

yesterdays ride

http://veloroutes.org/bikemaps/?route=34465

Zoe's first successful potty

Zoe's current favorite book is A potty for Me, which I have gotten tired of reading, but chloe can't get enough of. We didn't really think she understood very much of it, but then she started ripping off her diaper, like the child in the book, so Zoe and I went potty shopping last weekend.

I pulled them all off the chelves and had her sit in each one (no Jackass style shanigans -- she kept her diapers on!) and then choose one. I put the Chosen Potty in the cart, and she started frantically saying "THAT THAT THAT" and pointing to the potty, so I gave it to her

which also did not seem to satisfy her. It turned out that she wanted to have the potty in the cart with her sitting on it.

Anyway, from time to time since then she has had a seat on the potty, but since we just bought it, we hadn't given much thought to how we were going to train her. Tonight we were getting her ready for a bath, when she sat down daintily on the potty, smiled, then grimaced, and peed in her potty.

We are very proud of her

a nice rainbow

parade

Dutch flat parade:




The highlight was a very generoud fireman from the Placer County FD, who threw a plush stuffed bunny out the window to Zoe

Thank you guys!!


From there it was back to the cabin for some chainsawin' while Terry and Ian took the ZZN off of our hands for a few hours (THANK YOU GUYS!). Since the last visit, the local deer had eaten the apples and almost every leaf off of my newly planted fuji tree. I think the tree is dead, but I made a makeshift fortress around it and gave it around 200 gallons of water.


Little bastards.

American River

We drove down to the American River with Terry and Ian for an easy access river dip. Most of the yokel population had the same idea, but it was still a good time. The water is warm, and Zoe seemed to really enjoy it.

Alta

Alta and Smart's Crossing with Matthias, Monica, Christina and Terry. That water is sooooooo cold!

friday after work ride

route here. Along the way, I passed the Canyon School: 4 teachers for 69 students -- pretty good! I also passed a guy on Pinehurst who had set up a full drum kit and was practicing. Thankfully, he was pretty good.

diaper soundz

part of our evolution from normal people to parents has involved a modification of our aural awareness; sounds (or lack of sounds) that would have no significance at all without kids now take on profound significance. Suspicious lack of crying? the soft squeak of a forbidden pantry door opening? We're on it.

Occasionally, despite our better judgment, we might ignore one of these disturbances in the force, and we always end up paying for it. Tonight was just such an occasion. I was most of the way through a new hangboard workout, when I heard an almost imperceptibly soft ripping sound coming from the crib. "Bah", I thought. "I'll finish the last two 20 twenty second hangs and THEN check it out".

After the penultimate hang, I thought better of waiting and gingerly crept into Zoe's bedroom, where I found a fully awake and smiling Zoe standing in her crib. As I walked in, she held something out to me. In the low light, it could have been a bottle, but it wasn't. It was a diaper with a full poo payload, and by some miracle, the crib was not a nightmare of smeared excrement (although a lot of cleaning was still required). I guess it's time to buy her a potty.

drool

It's enough to turn you into a fixie riding hipster doofus!

you give me the frame, and I'll buy the skinny jeans and studded belt. and stop showering.

lesson 1

Lesson 1:

the lens is the thing with "Lens" engraved on it.