Simon’s Papa Morehead taught him to roll dough, and he (Simon) is super serious about it. We are on Day 1 of Potty Training for Real (it’s going suspiciously well). We made sugar “tookies” to pass the time.

River and Simon’s friendship is delightful to me. It has not been without its ups and downs, but I’m loving how these two are figuring it out and really, genuinely like each other (and it doesn’t hurt that I like his mama an awful lot too). Sometimes they fight (they are two and three, after all), but more often these days they work together. The incident with this straw made me laugh until I had tears in my eyes.

And these two are a whole lot of fun (and probably trouble) waiting to happen too.

Well, I thought I might skip this post, but I’ve been choosing different pictures to use for my daily pic and my DPP pic. So, here are some of my (other) favorites from the past week. (To see all the dailies from the year, check out the set on Flickr.)

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My cousin’s daughter (my first cousin once removed?) is having a baby. We celebrated by smelling baby food and measuring her belly. (And then there were gifts and cake and much happy milling and chatting.)

We spent a wonderful morning with good friends in Ashland. There was coffee. There were muffins. There was conversation I would have loved to continue all day long. And boys. Lots of marvelous boys, including sweet little Augustin, whom we met for the very first time.

It’s probably technically true to say that it was unseasonably warm today, but that phrase to me connotes balmy, which it wasn’t. It was warmer than it has to be on December 2 but colder than it looked. But I’m not complaining. It was fantastic to get out and stretch a bit.

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Last year at the December meeting for Mom to Mom, we were all given a Jesse Tree. I can’t even tell you what a blessing that was because though I would have had the best intentions, I really don’t know when (or even if) I would ever have completed the project of making one on my own. I think Simon was a bit young last year, and we kind of pooped out midmonth. But I’m really looking forward to starting (for real) this as a tradition. And I’m hoping that maybe we can encourage Simon to branch out (npi) from his favorite Bible story (Jonah), although he did tell me the other day, “Mommy, I like Bibles.” (I think he meant Bible stories, but it’s possible that he actually meant Bibles.)

Evie is the youngest daughter of my dear friend Kasey. She loves to play with her trucks and trains while wearing her tutu. I can’t even look directly at this child, lest I be blinded by pure cuteness itself.