Saturday, December 1, 2012

A temporary fix & the 1st blogfest of the season (I think)

It was a risk, but I went through and deleted some of the pictures that I thought were extraneous which has fixed my picture problem for now. I probably shouldn't waste a picture to tell you that...
although this picture is representative of what the world looks like from my eyes. It's been a crazy warm October/November and December 1st was almost freaky warm. Tonight is the Parade of Lights here in Denver which is a big deal-- a Christmas extravaganza which could make the Grinches out there practically throw up at the festive excess. It's a parade of Christmas, for lack of a better word, stuff and some characters (Santa, elves, Rudolph and much, much more)- all lit up (go figure). It's a fun to attend- once or twice in your life. The crowds are ridiculous and generally it is absolutely FREEZING! No really, I mean, REALLY FREEZING!!! Frigid temps are as much of a tradition as the lights themselves. Except this year. It is a bit chilly but that's about it. Weird. 
Tomorrow we're even going on a hike and a little jaunt into my favorite little nearby 'burb of Boulder. Should be fun. 
And before I forget this week is the...
hosted by Trish over at WORD+STUFF What are the requirements?
  1. Between December 2nd and 3rd, post a pic of yourself as a baby, and/or;
  2. Tell us a story about when you were a baby (no doubt you can't quite remember it yourself, but you've probably heard some stories from other members of your family).
You can choose to do one or the other or both, depending on your mood on the day(s). ;)
So here goes:  
My mood to go down into the storage room under the stairs was completely spoiled by the picture snafu of the last few days- and it was no small thing! I would have had to dig around the boxes (buried you understand) of pictures and memorabilia just to find the book of pictures my grandmother put together for me some years ago. Then, I would have had to go to the library early to scan them into the system- all that without knowing whether I could even  post them or it. So no pictures, sorry Trisha! But a promise is a promise. I shall participate without the picture(s) and with one of the only (somewhat lame) stories that I know of from my early childhood:
I was about 2 1/2 when my younger brother was born but I guess I thought I was pretty big stuff, being a big sister and all. The house was small but apparently big enough that my mother had not heard the baby wake up (perhaps fussing about). I guess I decided action was called for and took thing into my own hands (and not for the last time, I will tell you now!). I climbed up the bars of the crib and lifted the 9.10 oz. lump of baby tininess and carried him to my mother. She of course panicked seeing me, probably barely observing the look of pride on my little face a stranglehold around the newborn babe (it was just rewards for all the trouble he later caused, I must say). And he probably looked a wee bit uncomfortable -not unlike this cat....
 However, the little one survived and is today a 6'4" strapping old guy. I am sure it was my stretching technique that helped him become the basketball semi-good that he was (since height is critical in basketball)
So that's my story, and lame or not, I'm sticking to it! 

Cheers Trisha for coming up with a such fun blogfest! And I hope you all stop by and see some of the other participants- not to mention reading Trisha's entry!

18 comments:

  1. What a great story about you and your brother.

    And what a cute pic!

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  2. OHHH this story was so cute - it made me snicker with laughter ;) I like the idea that you helped 'stretch' out your baby brother. I wonder if I did anything similar with mine, who is about 6'5"? LOL

    I totally get your reluctance to dig through dusty old boxes, but glad you participated anyway! :)

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  3. Great image - MML!

    Visiting from the Baby Faces Blogfest.

    Give me a visit at my Countdown to Kitschmas hop -

    http://thriftshopcommando.blogspot.com/2012/12/countdown-to-kitschmas-day-2-nom-nom-nom.html

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  4. Haha, fun story! I can totally picture how you looked carrying him and your mom's face when she saw you. :-D
    Some Dark Romantic

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  5. That is a cute story! As a mom, I think freaking out would better describe what my state-of-mind might be if I saw my two-year-old bringing the baby to me! :-)

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  6. I can picture you doing this! No photo needed. :) Great story. I love it. I'm pretty sure I did something similar with my younger sister.

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  7. Older siblings can be so helpful! My oldest son gave his newborn brother a cheese curl because he was crying and I couldn't get there quickly enough.

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  8. Oh, what a cute story! My kids are 3 1/2 years apart and even at that rate I would have totally panicked.

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  9. I fear that global climate change is going to leave us with a tremendous drought next year (worse than we had this year). It's 58 degrees here in Salt Lake City today. That's crazy.

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  10. It's always amazing we survive our siblings, isn't it? Great story and I loved the picture with the cat.

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  11. That's such a cute story! I always get nervous when I see the toddlers I know trying to handle their baby siblings, but I know they mean well.

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  12. Great story! I love how big siblings help out their younger ones . . .

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  13. Love the story. We sibling do know how to claim credit. :)

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  14. Ooooh, so that's why all my little brothers are taller than me. Wait, I was six years older than the next one, so on and so forth, so maybe not. Still a 6 year old might hold a baby that way, right?

    By the way, I'm down in Colorado Springs. While I can't say I'm not enjoying the lovely weather, I'm hoping we get some major snow this year. The peak has never been this brown during winter. No repeats of this summer, please!

    Shannon at The Warrior Muse

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  15. Poor, poor kitty. But such a happy little girl

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  16. Cute story. I probably would have done the same if I were the older sibling.

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