Thursday, November 20, 2008

New Post

We'll try to get another update up soon. For now, here's a little Gus right in your living room:

Monday, November 10, 2008

Hook 'em Horns

Thanks for the t-shirt, Papa Gus. With me wearing it, Texas Tech and Alabama are sure to falter!


My grandmother has two avocado trees in her yard in South Texas, one of which came from a seed that my mother grew. Every once in a while, we get a shipment. Gus has been enjoying his first taste of homegrown, family avocados. Thanks, Mimi!

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Gus Gus

Gus dressed up as Gus Gus for Halloween. You know, the mouse from Cindarella? We had heard through the grapevine that some of Amy's parents' friends had possession of the Gus Gus costume and so we made a few inquiries about borrowing it. A few weeks later it was shipped down.

Gus was pretty interested in his costume. We're not sure if it was because it was a novelty or
because he was embarrassed to go out into public.

Hitting the streets; mingling with the people.

Just like last year, we only made it to a few, select homes before Gus was ready to head back and go to bed.

I wonder what he'll be next year. Maybe he'll be old enough to decide for himself.

Saturday, November 1, 2008


We have now all fallen, one by one, into the "yuck" zone. I had it Wednesday and now Scott is in the midst of it today (say a prayer for him, if you get a second-this is never fun). It's so terrible while you have it, but it's so true that once you've recovered, life seems rosier somehow.

While Scott is convalescing, Gus and I are housesitting on the mountain and making the most of the beautiful fall weather up here. We just got back from a short walk, and I had a blast watching Gus explore. He hasn't really hit that "into everything" phase yet (for which I suppose I should be thankful!), but he does observe everything pretty thoughtfully these days. Today, he discovered a new favorite: acorns. He looked at a bunch, found two favorites, and spent the entire rest of our walk with them clenched in his tiny fists. Every once in a while, I would catch him checking on them to make sure they were all right. We looked at leaves, bushes, grass, a fountain and climbed some steps-which, of course, was slightly more complicated due to the acorns. Maybe we'll go for a real hike this afternoon, after we check in on Scott, of course....