ducks make homes in the agua and they don't poop where they sleep

backstage

and when the other kids are out front singing, dancing and clapping, clem heads back to the bar, under the parents and nannies. she went back and forth about ten times.

china grove

when the opening guitar riffs began, clem could not be contained. i felt a bit like navin johnson's father ("let him go") when the jerk found "pick a bale of cotton." this is clem's most extensive dance number to date.

she cooks and chills

like barry and levon, clem gets her dance moves from the back of a pudding box:

video backlog

cleaning up the phone. yes, the phone, which takes passable video. well done, phone.

in any case, here's clem, enthralled by some older lads. in her enthusiasm, she accidentally trips one of them, which totally halted play.



hm...apparently vimeo doesn't like me today, so this is all that has converted at present.

random shots from the phone over the past weeks

will post some rather amusing videos later, but here are some utterly random phone pix.

there are slides and there are hamster tunnels. all other playground equipment can get bent.

it was warm when we took this.

clem, hiding from the medgar evars' security patrol. 

these boys suffered her presence, even though she was trippin em.  (video coming soon.)

somebody used her potty...and was rather pleased with her effort.

seriously, this was a good, long makeout session. eyes closed.

and at a certain point, the shirt came up. like i said, rather pleased with herself. 

Halloween 2011

backyard playground

drum check one two

weekend upstate

dan and eve were generous enough to invite us all up to eve's mom's place in millbrook, ny last weekend. what an amazing place. i think between our camera and eliza's we shot almost 800 pictures. i'll give you as many as seems reasonable. all are shot on their property except for the apple picking expedition.

recent shots from the phone.

took clem to a sing along at a local bar/cafe...

this was how she preferred to spend her time there.

a bit of PT with vera.

strangely, she weren't settin speed records on this ride.

talkin with the (wo)man in the mirror

clem's recently begun distinguishing and wanting to name "mom", "dada", and *points to herself*. today she was cleaning the house with a sponge and struck up a conversation with herself in the bathroom mirror. i caught the very tail end of it. and it ends dramatically as she puts the nasty sponge in her mouth. oh, and there are some pics from the trot to the botanic garden.