bath day

Milk premiere

Last night, Sigrid and I went to the Milk premiere.


The block of Castro Street that the theatre is on (of course the premiere was at the Castro Theatre) was blocked off to traffic, and there was a red carpet out in front, and paparazzi and everything. As we walked in, Mayor Newsom was talking to reporters out in front.


The organist was playing at the theatre, and we had assigned seating, which was very handy since we got there a bit later than we would have wanted had we had it been general seating.



The movie itself was quite touching and well done. I haven't actually seen much footage of Harvey Milk, so I don't really know if Sean Penn nailed the mannerisms and such, but somehow when you see him on the screen, you imagine that he must be getting everything just right. (And Sigrid, having seen The Times of Harvey Milk, thinks Penn did a great job.) So while I'll admit I had my doubts about Sean Penn as Harvey Milk, he definitely pulled it off.

bright eyes

This is what happens...

...when you can scootch backward but not forward.

The crawl, it's coming soon

Anders really wants to be more mobile. There are so many interesting things to grab that his parents seem—accidentally, he's sure—to place just out of reach.

He still can't manage the crawl, but he does occasionally get into crawling position and manage to scoot backwards when dropping back down. He doesn't seem to get this yet. If he wants to get to something, he'll sometimes do this repeatedly, which just gets him farther and farther from his goal, much to his dismay.

But he's getting there.

Birthday flowers

Happy birthday, Sigrid!

Niya sent Sigrid some lovely flowers, arranged by Sigrid's favorite florists.



They were a great addition to the birthday dinner table.


At the end of the dinner, we discovered, much to our surprise, that the champagne was all gone.


(Oh, and for those of you wondering what was in the "donut open" box, it was schmancy chocolates.)

Sitting up

Just in the past week or so, Anders has managed to sit up on his own, as opposed to what he was doing before, which was probably better termed falling down very slowly. Now, though, he can stay up, on his own, for long periods of time.


He's also showing disturbing (for these parents who have yet really to childproof the house) signs of a pre-crawl.


Oh, and in a developmental bonus for this post, today we felt a tooth for the first time! No picture, though, because nothing is visible yet.

Pear cake!

We've been receiving tons of pears in our produce box lately. We've fed some of them to Anders, but that takes care of maybe one small pear a day at best.

So Sigrid made a pear cake.


It was fairly subtle, as cakes go, which I suppose is what you might expect of a pear cake.

City lights

When you're looking to buy a house in San Francisco, you get used to seeing listings that refer to city views, or partial city views. You particularly have to take the ones that say "partial city views" with a grain of salt. Sometimes it requires leaning out the window or being seven feet tall, or perhaps even having x-ray vision.

Well, this is what we see out of our bedroom window at night. Or at least it's what we see when we don't see Angel Island burning.


(Oh, and, yes, this means I have unpacked the tripod now.)

What could taste better than ice cube trays?

Outdoor baby

This kid sure does like the outdoors.

Donut open!

Anders helped me wrap this.

My balance ain't so hot, but this sure is fun

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(Thanks, Jennifer, Rafe & Leo!)

Mommy's favorite jammies

She is woman, hear her roar

Can you imagine a better game? Anders can't.

flowers

We had a housewarming party yesterday afternoon, and we had a lovely time.

What we didn't do, though, was take any pictures. But today I went and took pictures of the flowers we got for the party...




...and the flowers our friends brought us.

English Bench

Look at this lovely bench my sisters got us for a housewarming gift!


For now, at least, we've put it at the back end of the back yard, which should make it ever so much more likely that we actually use the back half of our back yard. Sitting on the bench, we have a bit of a city view.

Angel Island

Last night, as we were about to go to bed, Sigrid noticed that we could see a big fire from our window. We looked it up, and it turned out that it was on Angel Island. By morning, 250 acres were ablaze—and Angel Island is only 750 acres, total, so that means a third of the island was on fire.

(The tripod still hasn't been unpacked, so the pic is not all that sharp.)

His fanciest rattle

W00t! I love my doggy outfit!

Anders has a very cute little doggy outfit, with wonderfully fuzzy overalls.



In addition to having many cute dogs (happy dog, sleepy dog, hungry dog, shy dog), it has some graphics that say "woof!" on them. Sometimes, though, the "woof"s look like they say "w00t!"

Sippy cup

I was in Walgreen to buy some contact lens solution, and walked right by a display of sippy cups. They were marked as being for babies six months and up, and Anders is just eight days shy of six months.

He sometimes holds his bottle by himself, so we figured he'd like the sippy cup. It took a few tries before he figured out what the handles were for, but then a light went on (or his hand brushed it by luck).


He's using a bit of a hybrid hold; left hand, bottle style; right hand, sippy cup style.


Soon he had a firm enough grip to go solo.


The sippy cup doesn't flow as easily as a bottle, at least not if you only have an ounce of milk in it, but these days Anders seems to be willing to do about anything for sustenance.

Jack-o-Lantern

We thought we had a baby boy, but as Halloween approaches we've discovered that we actually have a baby jack-o-lantern.



(Thanks, Mia!)