Drake plays in the water

Drake plays in the water
Originally uploaded by ex posto facto.

I blew up the wading pool while he watched Baby Einstein on TV and then went nuts with the hose while the pool filled up. (Yes, we're having a lot of dry weather, but so far no restrictions on water use.)

snoozin' in the carseat

snoozin' in the carseat
Originally uploaded by ex posto facto.

Drake travels a lot so that we can all love on him. Here he was with me on his way from his dad's in Dallas to my house in Garland. He went to sleep right away after we dropped his dad off at work. It was good he got some rest--we had lots of playing to do.

give me that camera

give me that camera
Originally uploaded by ex posto facto.

I just love this kid. Busy, busy, busy.

When I left him with his grandpa's family, he cried as I walked away. When I got in the car, I cried, too.

Drake with the library girl

Drake with the library girl
Originally uploaded by ex posto facto.

After Drake's afternoon nap Tuesday, we went over to the library I used to work at. Man, the whole staff has changed!!! All my old friends and acquaintances have vanished. The good news: Drake didn't care a bit. He loved the puzzles, the drinking fountain, the iron girl (see photo), all the other kids --oh, yeah--and the books. We checked out an Elmo DVD and brought it home to watch. He stayed interested for a little bit... There's a storytime over there at the library tomorrow morning, but I don't think he'd sit still for it and is loud enough he might be pretty distracting. I think we might save that fun for a little later on.

SALONduFIT

SALONduFIT
Originally uploaded by ex posto facto.

We went to our first art show together July 8. He had a great time and so did I. I couldn't let him loose check it out on his own, so tossing him up on my shoulders seemed like the best solution (I carried him till my arm was numb--he's HEAVY!). Besides the art, he enjoyed the watermelon a lot and when we went out the back door to stroll along the edge of Whiterock Lake he was in heaven. Crazy, too. He would have stepped right off the edge and into the algae-growing water if I had let him. Giggled when I stopped him...
(Photo taken by dear friend Sheila Cunningham.)

thumbsucker2

thumbsucker2
Originally uploaded by ex posto facto.

for A.
6/30/06

Your NOSE!
Bloody, crusty, ragged
Your voice, a whisper
forced cheerful
"Was he good for you?"
It asks.
Yes yes yes
Were you good for him?
Are you?

He sees you, he smiles.
I hand you your
son, he smiles
looks at you with a
frozen smile
a furrowed brow.

He's only one.
The only one.
I mirror his expression
and rub my hand over my brow
as I return to the car.