Tuesday, April 29, 2008


The topic for today is...buses!! Why, you must be wondering, would Wintry choose to blog about buses? Because buses have played a prominent role lately. Take, for example, the bus trip Aoife and I took yesterday. So, here we are with our three cars--and only one of them drivable (anybody want to buy an overheating VW Golf?) which Paul took to work. Mondays are our Mama and Baby Yoga days, and if we don't go, I feel like the whole week is thrown off. So, I decided we would hop on the bus and take it to the other side of town so we could do some downward dog stretches. By the time we walked to the bus stop (and missed the first bus) Aoife was asleep and she slept the entire bus ride, which was great. Then, post-yoga, I headed back home with a very awake, very agitated baby. We got on the bus, got ourselves situated, and Aoife began to cry. Loudly. The entire bus ride home. Fortunately, we were surrounded by several very drunk men and a few mentally ill women, all of whom were giving me parenting advice. "Ssssiinng, you gotta siiing to yer baby." "She's a-hertin', I know, that's a hert cry." "Is it a girl? Why's a girl makin' such a racket? Girl's don't cry." Well, apparently, this girl does. Perhaps it was the scent of Olde English and old socks wafting through the air. Maybe it was because the woman who was talking non-stop to her photo of Jesus was making Aoife uncomfortable. Or maybe her gums just hert.

The other reason I write of buses is because we need to move our 1947 International school bus out of Mosier. The problem is that it's tucked back pretty far into the woods. It seems the easiest way to pull it out of its current location would be an airlift. Anybody got a spare helicopter they're not using next weekend? Anybody have a few acres of land we could put the bus on? Because, if not, our neighbors might be a little miffed when a giant, moss-covered school bus with a chimney sticking out of it takes up all the parking on our small street.

Friday, April 25, 2008

Things That Need Cutting

1. Aoife's fingernails
2. My hair
3. Our lawn
4. Military spending

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Wednesday, April 16, 2008


Despite the endless loads of laundry; the countless times I've been peed on, pooped on, spit up on; irregardless of the 2:00am crying, the days of no naps, the not sleeping when she was sick; even with the 45 hour labor, the search for a trusted doctor, the endless decisions regarding her needs, there is NOTHING I would rather do than be Aoife's mama!

Our Child Prodigy

The Great Balancing Act

with a cup of coffee to boot!

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Name Change!

As some of you may have noticed, I changed the name of the blog from "If I had a blog, I'd blog in the morning" to "the Aoife blog." I did that because:

1. I do have a blog and I have yet to blog in the morning.
2. This blog is really all about Aoife, so let's call it what it is.
3. Every time I looked at my blog I would be singing "If I had a Hammer" for the rest of the day.

So, now that I will be able to blog without the pressure of trying to get it done in the morning and without the annoyance of having that song stuck in my head, I will try to post more often.

Do you think I could say blog a few more times??

Tongue Twister

Aoife has recently discovered her tongue and boy, what a fun body part that is!! She is constantly sticking it out, curling it up and best of all, licking things!!

In other "Amazing Aoife Tricks" news, she has also learned that she has all the parts required to scream very, very loudly. And I'm not talking about crying, just screaming for the sheer joy of producing such loud sounds. Her favorite places to perform this new feat are quiet coffee shops, libraries and most any place people are trying to concentrate. That's my girl!!

Friday, April 4, 2008