We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
We figured Memorial Day would be our only chance to get out to the beach and see some turtles, but we already had a full schedule (sleeping in until 8:00–which proved to be much more difficult than we originally anticipated), having a conference call with the Heiselt side of the family, and plastering the North Shore with posters for our 5K. And there were small distractions as well, such as getting Liz a new hat (she’s not very good at remembering to put on sunscreen every time she goes outside–and cancer is not on the list of skin conditions she wants to add to her collection), and waiting in line for a shave ice at Matsumoto’s. But as we were driving home to get ready for our run, we noticed a lot of people crowding around something on a beach. Sure enough–sea turtle! There were a few swimming around in the water (which is how we were hoping to see them), but we weren’t in our suits and we just had a minute anyway. But we got pictures, and that’s what really matters. Next time you better believe we’ll be riding around on their backs through the currents.
Hooray!! I am so excited to hear that you finally saw one! Too bad we didn’t see one when we were there too. I hope you see more soon.
Um, I’m kind of confused. I know wildlife is pretty cool, but what’s the big deal about something that looks like it should have died 25 years ago and moves slower than something that is dead?