Barker Dam Joshua Treee National Park

Ruby Stands on her own two feet!

She's done this before, but today has been a big practice standing up day. Before she would be standing next to a couch with one hand on the couch, and a set of spoons in her hand. Then she'd take one hand off, and almost absent-mindedly, shake the spoons in the air -- and voila! No hands! But today, she's been doing it over and over again, like she's practicing.

Ruby Waves!

Yesterday, Ruby waved to her Grandma!

Ruby Walks!

Okay, not really, but for about two weeks now, if you hold her hands and walk her toward and interesting goal (viz, Elizabeth or me), she will stride right along. Sometimes a little drunkenly, but mostly quite purposefully. I was saying at the beginning of the month that she would walk by the end of the month, but unless she has a burst today, that clearly isn't going to happen. Clearly, though, by the time of the "gathering of the Carries" (our simultaneously pregnant friends) are here in mid-October, Ruby will be toddling around, and we'll be running after her.

And the living is easy . . .

With my Mom in Sunny Glasgow

Jet Lag

Humans are not meant to hurtle through the air at 500 miles an hour, and a few weeks ago we certainly found that to be the case. Returning from Glasgow, we all had a tough time with the nine hour time change. Ruby woke up at 4 a.m. one morning (for the day), 3:45 the next, and then at one hour intervals all night long the night after that.

I want banana!

Ruby in Swansea 8 months old

Wow!

Scottish Children's Rhymes

Straight from Glasgow, one from Liz, and one from Gordon's mum, Nancy.

Chick chick chick chicken - Lay a little egg for me.
Chick chick chick chicken - I want one for my tea.
I haven't had an egg since Easter - and now it's half past three.
So! Chick chick chick chicken - Lay a little egg for me.

(Liz)

Clap clap handies, Daddy's comin hame
Penny's in his pocket for his ain wee wean.

(Nancy)