Ain't Life Grand?

I ended up not having any time last night to do much other than cook dinner, walk to the park and then hang out with Arun and X watching football. And I am not complaining One Single Bit. However, I didn't get my weekend post written yet and I really do want to write it - for myself. Because five years from now? I want to remember last weekend. Nah, nothing overly exciting, but it was a nice one. I found it interesting that someone commented that Chookooloonks tends to write only positive stuff and because of that, she couldn't relate to her as much. It's precisely because of Chookooloonks' sunny attitude that I look forward to reading her blog. The pictures she snaps are just icing on the cake. Check her out - The Blog That's Always Smiling. It's not a bad thing, folks.

So, yesterday while I was in the grocery store excitedly picking out a pie pumpkin for some pumpkin erisheri (recipe here), I had to wonder what Arun's Food Memories of fall will be when HE is a grown up. Mine are definitely pumpkins, caramel apples and apple cider. While I am sure those will be part of Arun's, I wonder if someday when he is an adult, he will also think of erisheri and a nice fish with red sauce made from fresh marlin (it's in season now)? I was SO eager about the marlin that I started pestering the fish dude at our grocery store about 3 weeks ago for it.

Also, I did start reading Under the Banner of Heaven: A Story of Violent Faith by Jon Krakauer. Whew. It's depressing, but very interesting. Actually, fascinating (one example? I can appreciate how Elizabeth Smart easily fell under the spell of the people who kidnapped her. It makes perfect sense now). I don't think I will regret slogging through all of the sadness and somewhat dry history. Since I do have some Mormons in my family, I do have some sort of perspective, at least. Also, I think it will be a great book club selection because there is much to discuss about faith, and freedom of religion. I may write more about it when I actually done with the book. Oh, and I finished The Other Woman by Jane Green. It was a good little piece of Brain Candy. Short story? The protaganist in the book has an out of control mother-n-law. The book quickly turned soap opera-esque, but it was fun to read nonetheless. Again, nothing nutritious, but it was entertaining and fulfilled my requirement of being a Quick n' Dirty.

Oddest thing to happen this week? At Costco someone actually said that Arun looks like Suri Cruise. I resisted the temptation to point out that my kid was conceived with good, old-fashioned sex and alcohol, but seriously WTF? He doesn't look like Suri Cruise. sigh

Anyway, we had a lovely evening and here is some Snappage............

Actually, what's great about this picture is what's NOT THERE. I was attempting to get a snap of Arun standing, with a big grin while proudly brandishing a block in each fist. Apparently, there IS a reason why I majored in Accounting. Ahem.

He has been doing the knee stand for quite awhile now and it is adorable when he gets excited and starts bouncing up and down. Also, notice all the Craptastic Plastic in the background. The only good thing is that most of it was BORROWED or purchased from a garage sale for all of 5 bucks.

Tonight, whenever the red eye flash came on he would start acting silly like this if he noticed it in time. It actually made taking pictures MORE difficult! Most of the shots last night came out looking like Nearly Headless Nick and I had been gettin' it on and this was the Result.

He became obsessed with this game I've been teaching him where he puts his blocks into the plastic bottle. Watching his little eyebrows furrow in concentration was just as entertaining FOR ME. I am hoping to parlay this new skill into putting actual toys away, too. Ha.

When he sits like this while playing, I can see my Baby is becoming a Boy. I know I am supposed to be all sad and weepy over this, but frankly? I am enjoying this too much for tears and furthermore, am way too excited about his future to have regrets for his moving on. Such is life, eh?