found footage

I found my camera.  Not my big camera, the little one.  The one that we bought so that we'd always have a camera at hand, but which somehow always manages to be missing when you most want to reach for it.  I found it, and remembered that it takes video, so I took a video.  A little one anyway.  All the memory that was left on a very full memory card.  This is a video clip from one of the most splendid evenings in living reckoning.  Our first true day of spring. 

Today we played outside LOTS.  We BBQ'd hamburgers for dinner, and I made a fruit salad. We opened the windows with reckless abandon (reckless because I forgot to turn the heater off - oops!), and put the baby in the grass while we drew with chalk on the driveway.  Also, as a not-so-exciting-to-you-but-one-of-the-most-exciting-things-about-Spring-to-me kind of thing:  I scooped dog poop - ALL OF IT!  Three cheers for Spring:

Hurray!

Hurray!!

Hurray!!!

from January

at church in the foyer during the service

a little laugh

What's in a Name

 
This little boy, Seamus, has lots of names.  Luke likes to say, "Seamus has three names.  Seamus.  Nathaniel.  And Thiessen."  He's right of course.  Still.  Every now and then I have a "What-the-?"  moment when I think, "Did I really name a kid Seamus?  What kind of a name is that?"

Seamus also gets called sweet names that I never thought would come naturally to me, before I had babies.  We call Seamus "bug", "sweet pea", "nugget", and my favorite is "bumblebee" because then we burst into the song from "By the Light of the Silvery Moon":  Be my li-ttle ba-by bumblebee (buzz around, buzz around, keep a buzzin' 'round).  Bring home all the honey love to me (little bee, little bee, little bumblebee). Let me spend the happy hours roaming with you 'mongst the flow'rs and when we get where no one else can see, cuddle up, cuddle up, come and cuddle up.  Be my li-ttle ba-by bumblebee (buzz around, buzz around, keep a buzzin' 'round).  We'll be just as happy as can be (you and me, you and me, you and me).  Honey keep a buzzin' please!  I got a dozen cousin bees, but I want you to be my baby bumblebee. (buzz buzz!).


Every now and then I hear snippets of that song drifting down the hall from Luke's room.  They sound like, "Be my little bumblebee.  Bring home all the honey love to me.  Bumblebee bumblebee bumblebee little bee,"  and make me smile hugely.  Most recently, however, Seamus has become "Baby Shay".  It sounded wierd in my ears at first, but it came easily to the tongue and now it's stuck.  Seamus is baby Shay.  Baby bumblebee.  Baby shay.  Sweet baby baby.