"Baseball will break your heart. It's designed to."
Bart Giamatti, 1989
Thus far, I've managed to keep myself from getting emotionally invested in the season. I mean, I've followed along, but it takes a very specific set of conditions for me to get a nervous stomach or a lump in my throat.
OK, we've achieved those conditions and now I'm antsy. Despite what Brian will say, anything could happen, still. Chances are very good that one of us will wind up heartbroken sometime in the next 36 hours. Yiiiiiiiiikes.
Saturday, September 29, 2007
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
It might be a while...
... before I get more photos posted. The hard drive on our desktop crashed, and I'll probably hold off on uploading a million pictures to our laptop until we figure out whether or not we're going to bother replacing the hard drive, or do something else.
Poo.
Poo.
Monday, September 10, 2007
More end-of-summer pictures
Watching the rain.
Setting up camp. I feel the need to explain that at this particular campground, they want you to set up your tent on these big wooden decks. So, no, we're not just in somebody's backyard, it's a real state park.
Hiking at Backbone Ridge trail.
Watching the creek below...
... and dipping in her toes.
Breakfast this morning (first day of school!). Yesterday I made a bunch of high-calorie baby-friendly pancakes, to mixed reviews. But we tried heating one up this morning, and she was a little more enthused.
The walk to school. She looks reluctant, but was all smiles once we got there.
According to Glenda, she played all day and was interested in neither eating nor sleeping. When we got home, she promptly drained me dry and passed out. So this is turning into a very quiet day for me.
Setting up camp. I feel the need to explain that at this particular campground, they want you to set up your tent on these big wooden decks. So, no, we're not just in somebody's backyard, it's a real state park.
Hiking at Backbone Ridge trail.
Watching the creek below...
... and dipping in her toes.
Breakfast this morning (first day of school!). Yesterday I made a bunch of high-calorie baby-friendly pancakes, to mixed reviews. But we tried heating one up this morning, and she was a little more enthused.
The walk to school. She looks reluctant, but was all smiles once we got there.
According to Glenda, she played all day and was interested in neither eating nor sleeping. When we got home, she promptly drained me dry and passed out. So this is turning into a very quiet day for me.
While Lea's at school...
... you'd think I'd do something totally non-baby-related, but no, I'm updating my blog with photos.
Actually, it was no big deal to drop her off. She was oblivious. Two of the older babies were crying when their parents left, and Lea crawled up to them, grinning madly, and they stopped crying. It was sweet. I ducked out the door and she didn't even look up.
So here's a bunch of pictures from the last month or so. I never posted any of the pictures from our Pittsburgh/Exton/Ocean City trip, so I'll start with that.
Gratuitous sweet mama/baby picture, from our lunch stop in WV on the way to Pittsburgh.
We spent part of Saturday at the Pittsburgh zoo, which was horrifically crowded but still fun.
At the hotel, Lea was highly entertained by the air coming out of the A/C unit,
and also appreciated the opportunity to practice pulling up to standing, aided by the curtains.
Oh, and she crawled the entire length of the hallway. Come and play with us, Danny...
Sunday we braved the rain to attend the Phils/Pirates game at PNC park, which was delayed several times but well worth it (although they ended up losing, boo.)
The walk across Roberto Clemente bridge was very cool. I can imagine that, if I lived in Pittsburgh, and the Pirates were really good, it would be fun to get all hyped up walking to the game among a crowd of fans clogging the bridge (which they close to cars on game days).
Lea slept on my chest for the first few innings, and then entertained herself with a Pepsi bottle.
And entertained us with her sad-baby face every time the bottle was taken away.
Bonus to all that hyper-stimulating baseball goodness: very tired baby slept for nearly all of the 5 hour drive to Exton.
We spent the week just hanging out, visiting family, going to Ikea (me), and rolling/crawling around the family room floor (Lea).
Then Brian joined us, and we all headed down to OC for the weekend. Then, he and I had our longest outing together since Lea's birth, when we went to Shea stadium to see the Mets play. The next day, we had some fabulous beach time, and rounded out the weekend with a big extended-Campbell-family dinner at a great place in Cape May.
It really was a fantastic week. I especially loved the last-minute decision to go to the shore, which is something I really miss, living so far away. I have many fond memories of deciding to go, throwing things in a bag, and being on the beach just a few hours later. What a life.
Actually, it was no big deal to drop her off. She was oblivious. Two of the older babies were crying when their parents left, and Lea crawled up to them, grinning madly, and they stopped crying. It was sweet. I ducked out the door and she didn't even look up.
So here's a bunch of pictures from the last month or so. I never posted any of the pictures from our Pittsburgh/Exton/Ocean City trip, so I'll start with that.
Gratuitous sweet mama/baby picture, from our lunch stop in WV on the way to Pittsburgh.
We spent part of Saturday at the Pittsburgh zoo, which was horrifically crowded but still fun.
At the hotel, Lea was highly entertained by the air coming out of the A/C unit,
and also appreciated the opportunity to practice pulling up to standing, aided by the curtains.
Oh, and she crawled the entire length of the hallway. Come and play with us, Danny...
Sunday we braved the rain to attend the Phils/Pirates game at PNC park, which was delayed several times but well worth it (although they ended up losing, boo.)
The walk across Roberto Clemente bridge was very cool. I can imagine that, if I lived in Pittsburgh, and the Pirates were really good, it would be fun to get all hyped up walking to the game among a crowd of fans clogging the bridge (which they close to cars on game days).
Lea slept on my chest for the first few innings, and then entertained herself with a Pepsi bottle.
And entertained us with her sad-baby face every time the bottle was taken away.
Bonus to all that hyper-stimulating baseball goodness: very tired baby slept for nearly all of the 5 hour drive to Exton.
We spent the week just hanging out, visiting family, going to Ikea (me), and rolling/crawling around the family room floor (Lea).
Then Brian joined us, and we all headed down to OC for the weekend. Then, he and I had our longest outing together since Lea's birth, when we went to Shea stadium to see the Mets play. The next day, we had some fabulous beach time, and rounded out the weekend with a big extended-Campbell-family dinner at a great place in Cape May.
It really was a fantastic week. I especially loved the last-minute decision to go to the shore, which is something I really miss, living so far away. I have many fond memories of deciding to go, throwing things in a bag, and being on the beach just a few hours later. What a life.
Sunday, September 9, 2007
It's a school night!
For Lea.
It's true-- tomorrow, Lea starts a two-morning-per-week infant program at a church here in Abingdon. There will be five babies: Lea and one other 9-month old, two 13-month olds, and one 17-month old. Caring for these five babies will be two very nice women named Glenda and Kate, in a great little room that Lea explored with great vigor at the open house last Thursday night.
We had to:
-pack a school bag with a change of clothes and a snack
-sign forms allowing her to go on "field trips" such as a neighborhood walk
-make a list of things she likes to do and is afraid of
It is so funny, really. Mostly, it's SO GREAT to be able to look forward to three hours off twice a week. My plan for tomorrow is to go the coffee shop and read a book and drink something delicious. Slowly.
It's true-- tomorrow, Lea starts a two-morning-per-week infant program at a church here in Abingdon. There will be five babies: Lea and one other 9-month old, two 13-month olds, and one 17-month old. Caring for these five babies will be two very nice women named Glenda and Kate, in a great little room that Lea explored with great vigor at the open house last Thursday night.
We had to:
-pack a school bag with a change of clothes and a snack
-sign forms allowing her to go on "field trips" such as a neighborhood walk
-make a list of things she likes to do and is afraid of
It is so funny, really. Mostly, it's SO GREAT to be able to look forward to three hours off twice a week. My plan for tomorrow is to go the coffee shop and read a book and drink something delicious. Slowly.
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