Waterfalls, tails, and other baby adventures
We spent the day at a waterfall yesterday. Between you and me I wanted to spend a nice relaxing Sunday sitting in front of the television and eating Thai biscuits filled with squishy strawberry sugar paste, but Mama informed me in no uncertain terms that I’m not going to get everything that I want in life exactly when I want it. If that’s true, I’m devastated. But then again, Mama tells me that dirt and snails are yucky and not to be eaten, so she’s clearly not infallible. She also told me that the mandarin oranges were “all finished” tonight when I know...
Read More10 Ways My Baby Is Like My Dog
(Yes, that is the dog’s water bowl. Yes, that is my child. No, I did not take this photo.) * When we brought home our adorable mutt, Zulu, a number of friends told us that a puppy was a great training run for parenthood and that we’d have a baby within a year. Much to our surprise, they were right on both counts. We had our first child eleven months later, and this year we’ve learning that puppies and babies are remarkably similar in some ways. 1. How they’re similar: Once upon a time, I said that I would never have a dog or a baby sleeping in my bedroom. Both dog and baby ended...
Read MoreDead cats, working elephants, new schools, and other tidbits from Laos
It’s a public holiday here in Laos, so Mike and I are celebrating by working together at the kitchen table. Yeah, we really know how to do public holidays in style. Actually, one of us does, anyway. Mike let me sleep in until nearly eight this morning and then woke me up with a tray loaded with cheesy scrambled eggs, grilled tomato, mango, dragonfruit, and half a cup of coffee (I’m just easing back into coffee after going off it overnight the minute I was afflicted with pregnancy nausea). So we had breakfast in bed together before we set up our two laptops downstairs and started typing...
Read MorePuppy lessons in parenting – resource guarding
It’s been a while since I updated you about our little chew monster (aka kea-puppy, shark mouth, demon dog, and Zulu) so here’s a puppy post. We had a “clueless parents faced with a defiant toddler” moment this week. Zulu is, on the whole, a sweet and friendly dog. He adores people and when we walk him he looks up at the passerbys, wagging his little tail, clearly curious as to why they’re not stopping to shower him with affection and attention. He takes himself off to the toilet outside. He doesn’t chew on the furniture, our shoes, or destroy our trash can. We must admit that he...
Read MoreNew moon dawn
“What are you writing about for the blog?” Mike asked. “Um,” I said. “I started out by writing about how it’s a full moon because I found that cool photo you took of the full moon over the temple. Then I wrote about how you were doing the grocery shopping on a bicycle. Then I wrote about the dog.” Mike looked at me blankly. “That’s totally random,” he said. “I know,” I said, a bit defensive. “I’m having a hard time getting my head back in blogging territory after the last week of being only in resilience report territory.” “You should call it Lisa Gets Her...
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