our new place: a sneak peek

I had every hope to write about our new place this week. But it's going to have to wait until next week. Until then, here's Ivar giving you a glimpse of where we're moving to. It is gorgeous and we cannot wait to spread out a bit.

olympic count down

Are you ready? Because the Olympic Opening Ceremonies are upon us. Today marks our three week count down. We had the greatest closing ceremonies buffet two years ago during the winter olympics...remember it? I think I'm still digesting it.

Anyway, I had high hopes of having another party for this Olympics, but instead I think we'll move that day. A different kind of party, really. But be sure you check out this post for some pretty awesome olympic ideas...if I do say so myself. A Doritos torch? That's clever stuff...

bookworm book club

I am so excited about this.

My sister just forwarded an email to me, written by a friend I worked with at summer camp in Montana. Lindsey is one of the funniest people I have ever met...and apparently quite the reader. She has started a website called The Bookworms Book Club where each month she reviews four books and invites you to read one of them too, to write your own review, and join the conversation on her website.

I love this idea because she reviews the books at the beginning of the month, allowing you to read her thoughts before you make your pick. Genius. And it's just her honest opinion, not the perfectly worded back cover that makes every book sound amazing. And not all of the books are new releases...which means I don't have to go and buy every book at Barnes and Nobel. I can check them out at the library. Cha Ching. (That's the sound of money still in my pocket...)

But what I think I love the most is that this sort of book club takes away all the obligation of having to read one particular book by one particular date. I hate assigned reading. I resent it. Reminds me of 6th grade when my reading teacher made our reading assignments into bookmarks, so that I was always keenly aware of how many chapters I was behind. And I was always behind. A procrastinator and a slow reader...reading always felt like a chore.

It's a whole different topic for another day...but just as a side story: I remember when I read Harry Potter while abroad in India. I was on the top bunk of a bed with three other students in an overcrowded train, barreling down the tracks. The train was potent with people and engine and I was totally lost in a game of quidditch taking place on the pages of the book. And when we got to our destination I remember actually thinking, "I think that's what people mean when they say they get sucked into a book." I was 19 years old when I first got sucked into a book! Isn't that crazy to think about?!! I was so late to the reading party.

Anyway, I hope you join in with the Bookworms. This month I am going to read The Giver. I remember student teaching 8th grade and the students going crazy for this book. Should be a fun read.

And just a suggestion to Lindsey: I think The Bookworms Book Club should have buttons with iridescent rainbows on them and a place for five star stickers, one star for every book read. And when your button has five stars you can turn it in for a personal pan pizza at Pizza Hut. Oh man, does anyone remember Book It? I LOVED that program. Food always has been my best motivator...

hot

Well Minnesota is giving us some pretty incredible summer days this week. Hot. Sticky. Muggy. Upper 90's with a dew point that makes the air terribly thick. At 38 weeks pregnant, I have been enjoying the air conditioning, the two sun dresses that still fit me and my endless cups of ice. I love ice so much.

But we've also been trying to get outside too. Last night we set up the sprinkler in the backyard and took turns going through it. Ivar thought it was silly and shockingly cold. Rory got himself entirely soaked and I walked through a few times just enough to get my legs and then went back inside.

Today is the 4th of July and our country is 235 years old. My grandma recently passed away at age 93 and it really blows my mind that she lived for well over 1/3 of our country's entire history. That's a very big chunk of our history to witness! America is just not that old.

We're celebrating today with both families. I am making homemade ice cream sandwiches (fun to go back and read that blog post) and looking forward to a hamburger with extra pickles, watermelon, deviled eggs and an icy glass of lemonade. Oh I love a good all-American picnic!

PS...I'm posting this at 4:30, and I'm actually up right now. I feel confident that little baby and I will be up at 4 pretty regularly together, as we already hang out, wide awake, most early mornings already. While sitting on this couch watching the clock, I came across these pictures from last year and the parade we had at Grandma's family reunion. So much of life has changed in one year.

auntie lu lu

Ivar has a nickname for many in the family.

Rory: Daddo
Becca: MamaDaddo
Grandpa Paul: Used to be called "Bapa" but now he simply calls him "Ball"
Grandma Margaret: MaMa. Straight up. I think it's the ma from grandma and the ma from margaret. I tried to deny this name for a month, but finally gave in. Ivar calls my mom Mama, and I am MamaDaddo.
Grandma Marlene: Mimi and MimiPapa (along the same lines as MamaDaddo...)
Grandpa Madison: Papa
Aunt Annika: Auntie Unka
Svea: Weigh-a
Mara: Mada
Aunt Lisa: Eesa!
Kirby, Toby, Ruby: B!
Josie: Osie
Maddie: Maddie (perfectly pronounced)
Aunt Louie: Auntie Lu Lu
Uncle Jake: Yak

When we look through the pictures from our trip to the farm (which happens daily) Ivar delights in the pictures of him and Jake and Louie by the tractor and the cows. The learning from this is that if you want a kid to adore you, and babble your name repeatedly as they go down for their morning nap, try to get a few snapshots of you by a tractor and cows.