The Adventures of Sloane

Friday, November 21, 2008

We're off to see the wizard

the wonderful wizards of New Orleans - also known as Grandma and Grandpa. We'll be back in December!

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Slow news day

Um, a certain someone went on the potty (and yes, I know I'm several days late on the Month 19 love letter, but I've been... ahem... a little busy).

Oh, and mommy and daddy bought a house. Barring a bad inspection, we close on 12/12.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Ladies Who Lunch

Sloane and Daphne at brunch at the Midway.

Monday, November 10, 2008

Caption these photos

Already discussed and discarded:

Ready for Burning Man
Modern Primitive
Lord of the Flies

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Where the Wild Things Are

Sloane got a haircut yesterday. She suddenly looks like a kindergardener, not a toddler. I don't know where this big kid came from!

I want to apologize in advance for the quality (or lack thereof) of these videos. They were shot accidentally by my camera on a low setting

Raisin Temper Tantrum:

We were running errands in a place with limited dining choices outside the perimeter, so we stopped to get lunch at Chili's. Sloane got to sit in a booth, in a booster seat instead of a high chair. She did great:


Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Pediatrician Update

Sloane had her twice delayed 18 month visit today. All is normal and good. She took her flu shot and rubella vaccine like a champ without even so much as a wimper.

She is 25 pounds (61st percentile), 35 inches (97th percentile) and has a head circumference of 18.2 inches (40th percentile). Since her last well baby visit at 15 months, she has gained a pound and a half, grew an inch and a quarter and her head is roughly the same size.

So, in short, she's perfect!

Playing Boobah on the computer (she can totally work the mouse already!):

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Why This Mama Voted for Obama

Dear Sloane,

Someday, when you're older, you'll be able to say that you were there, on this historic election day when America will either elect its first African-American president or its first (unqualified, odious) female Vice President. Your daddy and I did our civic duty with pride today. We did it because we love our country and because we love you. Those who don't vote, don't have a right to complain.

Your daddy and I chose to cast our vote for Senator Barack Obama for many reasons. For me, I voted for Barack because I agree with him on many, though by no means all, of the major issues. But more than that, I see in Barack a man who has the vision and the intellectual curiosity to lead this wonderful country through a difficult time. I see in him a man who can offer hope and unity in a land that has been without hope and with so much divisiveness for much too long.

The Right has waged a war, not just an actual, unwarranted war in Iraq, but also a Culture War that has sought to make dirty all the things that I hold dear: civil rights, the freedom from intrusion of religion into private decisions, intellectualism, global view, environmental considerations, and compassion for those less fortunate than ourselves. They have spent the last 10 years or so sowing the seeds of hatred and colloquialism.

It's time to turn away from hatred and fear, and to turn towards hope and love. And that's why your mama voted for Obama -- for a more hopeful future for you and for all of our children.

In honor of Blue voters everywhere, we present A Study in Blue(berries):

Monday, November 3, 2008

Too many pictures from the weekend

My friend, Jenn, made Sloane a one-of-a-kind handpainted Halloween outfit:

A few weeks ago, Sloane taught herself how to break in to the dishwasher and play with things she's not supposed to play with. Like knives. I swear, she spends time trying to find new ways to give us heart attacks. You can't turn your head for a moment with her.

Deciding what she wants for her afternoon snack (she decided to shove an entire bag of dried apples into her gaping maw, then spit them out and help "clean up" by putting them back in the bag). Yeah.

Crab girl:

Self-portrait (Sloane climbed in my lap, handed me the camera and insisted I take a picture of us -- what can I say, she's a ham!):

notice her faux-pout?

The intersection of a patient cat and a toddler "helping" mommy fold laundry

Saturday, November 1, 2008


Our Halloween was a bit of a disaster.

Our plans were to go to daycare's Halloween costume party at 3 pm, then our friend, Robin's neighbor's party where there would tons of kids Sloane's age and then we would take her to trick or treat to a couple of houses and then hang out in my friend's yard making s'mores in her chiminea.

So, instead, mommy has been sick with the stomach flu for a few days, and we missed the costume party at daycare because Sloane took a three hour nap. That should have been a red flag right there because the munchkin never, ever sleeps that long and we had to wake her up just to get her ready for the party at Robin's neighbor's house.

We got to the party and literally about 5 minutes later, Sloane threw up all over herself and me (daddy joked that mommy's costume was "drunk sorority girl"). We felt so bad for her and so embarrassed in front of a ton of people whom we'd never met before. Luckily, Sloane only puked on herself and on mommy -- not on the host's lovely furniture.

Sloane is good as new today and acts as if last night never even happened. We just feel awful that her first Big Girl Halloween sucked so much!!!

Robin got some lovely pictures before the hurling: