Mom rants; Isaac eats carrots and sleeps a lot

So Grandma left us yesterday morning, and now we are alllll alone. No Grandma, no Mindy/Clayton, and as of tomorrow we will also have no Dad, as he will be heading back to Mt. Baker for two days. This is especially wicked on his part because Isaac's daycare is out of session until Wednesday, which means 1) Isaac and I are together, alone, for the longest uninterrupted time we've ever been; and 2) I have to miss work on Tuesday. Of course, this is all so that Dad can finish his dissertation this year, and also because his alternative is to go out in the field later this week BY HIMSELF (which, if you will recall the mountain lion story of not-so-long-ago, is OUT of the question because I say so). Thus, while we agree that it is in Dad's best interest, we will not cease to whine about it whenever the opportunity arises. Especially since Isaac was a complete PILL today, fighting the sleep all day. He was even yelling at me on our walk this evening. We took a family walk early this morning to help him go to sleep for his morning nap, walking all the way up to the 7-11 for coffee, and then down to the park on our way back. There, we saw a bunch of people who had roped off a large section of the playfield parking-lot to show-off their gas-powered RC airplanes. We watched them doing their tricks for awhile and we thought about Grandpa Larry and Isaac's cousin Nate, and we missed everyone at home very much.

On a less bitchy note, Dad bought me a new digital camera today. The camera I had been taking all my pictures with is, oh, seven years old (almost a fossilized digital camera!), and Dad was lamenting that all our Isaac-memories will be permanently damned to low-quality pictures unless I got a new camera. You will see its new handiwork above, where Dad captured for us Isaac's latest gastronomic experience, carrots, which he tried for the first time today after finishing off his peaches. I have heard these will turn his poo orange, which I eagerly await -- perhaps a step up from slime-green (or, as Dad calls it, "chipotle chili salsa")? Isaac adored his carrots, even grabbing my hand with the spoon (see pictures above) to make sure the food didn't miss his cake-hole. Piglet.

Also a milestone for Baby-Bot: last night he slept for 8 1/2 hours, by far the longest he had ever slept. He was out from 7:30 pm till 4:00 am, and would have probably slept longer, had his complete dunce of a mom remembered to turn off the alarm clock she had set in his room from Saturday morning so we could get up to take Grandma Jane to the airport.