Friday, March 21, 2008

Elliot Turns 2


March 20, 2008 Elliot had his second birthday (well, third, depending on how you define "birth" day). This year, he has a group of little buddies that we wanted to celebrate with so our great friend Allison opened up her home and we partied!



The "last us for a month" sized ice cream cake was enjoyed by all.

There was an Easter egg hunt

And the most joyous time in a kids life: PRESENTS!

Time for a much needed sun bathe... What a day!

Playing on the Coast

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Life and Times


This week, Elliot had a few events. Some ordinary, some not. The first to mention is the hair cut (see above). Jeremy got the clippers out and Elliot sat still for a whole 5 minutes while we buzzed off a good 3 inches of hair. Doesn't he look so grown up?!!

Elliot playing with a very interesting train at our weekly play group.


Snack time at the play group with Juliana (standing), Emmi, Ben and Abilene. Elliot in foreground.

More snacks, but this time I caught some reluctant Mommies (Monique and Pam) in the pic.

After the playgroup, we went with Allison and Ben to get a snack. Elliot looks upset here for some reason, but he really was having fun. This is the first time he and Ben have willfully held hands. Cuuu-ute!

More cuteness...Ben and Elliot looking like twins here. Do you believe Ben is actually 6 months younger? He's gigantic! And adorable.

Monday, February 11, 2008

Carousels and Playgrounds


Over the past year or so, we have stopped at many many playgrounds and ridden on countless magical carousels. While browsing through our pictures one day, I noticed that we have some great ones from around the world and throughout Elliot's short but rich life. Here is a selection of some of my favorites; in chronological order.

Elliot 6 months old at Disneyland.

8 months in Kansas City.


Approx 11 months at Confusion Hill, CA a whacky place indeed.


16 months in Fort Bragg at the creepy carnival.


17 months at Tot Land in Berkeley.


Ok, it's not a carousel or a playground, but it's a Fire Truck! They drove around the block. (18 months)


19 months. Fontvieille, Provence, France (both above).

Florence, Italy. 19 months old here too.


Above two in Paris, France, 20 months old.


Finally, here with Grandpa at Wiggly Giggly Park in Fort Bragg, Xmas 2007.

Thursday, January 31, 2008

The Good Things in Life


Jeremy turns 31!

What an excuse for a party. We invited our nearest and dearest new friends to help us celebrate the occasion of Jeremy's emergence into this world on January 28, 1977. (Nancy, any tidbits about the big day?)

Never one to conform to traditions, Jeremy requested Key Lime pie for his birthday "cake". I toiled away in the kitchen all morning trying to figure out how cornstarch and cream of tartar come out of the oven in the form of a pillowy sweet cloud. Luckily, it all worked out and it was a successful blending of tart limes, crunchy graham and sweet sugary meringue.

Elliot's newest crush, our fantastic friend Ashlie! (Or "ee-ee" as Elliot says frequently)

My faithful running buddy Shannon and her gang Derek, Hailey and Dylan.

A motley crue of Ashlie, her husband William, their nephew Ben and Elliot looking unsure of the rowdiness behind him.

Fellow ex-pat Los Angelians Sid, Lisa and Luna (with lion).

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Catching Up

Christmas was a big time in the Logan household this year. It was the second Xmas for us as a family and the first one that Elliot was really aware of what was going on.




To get warmed up for the big day, we went down to the local "Santa night" to get the obligatory picture with Santa. Elliot complied to the stereotype with crying and general horror at this big scary fat guy trying to give him candy. I really didn't mean to laugh as much as I did; I look like a heartless evil mother, but the whole event was truly comical...


When the gift giving day finally arrived, there was much merriment. Elliot got two huge presents! A bike from us and a rocking horse from Grandma and Grandpa (not to mention the hordes of other things).

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Elliot Talking to Grandma Corie



Anyone not an immediate relative of Elliot's might think "why did she post this?!". But all you grandmas and aunties out there, this one's for you.

Monday, January 21, 2008

Overcoming Writer's Block

After much chastising from various members of my family/friends, I think I may have to force myself to overcome my writers block. So, here are a few of our more interesting moments in Europe. In no particular order.
(Above: Elliot in the Parisian bidet)

The catacombs in Paris. An enormous cemetery filled with literally millions of bones. It is so deep under ground you climb down stairs that go under both the sewer and the subway. Deep and eerily creepy.

This is graffiti chiseled on the top of an abbey tower in Provence. That's something like Jan 4, 1215. Or maybe earlier. Really!


This guy had pigeons ALL over him. They were on his head, clinging to his back and trying to pick bread out of his hands. They seemed to have an understanding, though; he fed them, they didn't peck his eyes out.

Oh come on! But your hair looks so cute!

This woman is a guard at the Louvre. We were extremely startled to look over and see that she was snoring and blatantly asleep! Sacre Bleu! (being former museums guards ourselves, we are hyper critical)
The most hilarious outfits actually worn by serious military guards. These uniforms were designed by Michelangelo during the Renaissance for the guards at the Vatican to wear. And they still do. 500 years later.

Little kid fun at the Ufizzi Gallery in Florence.

A man walking his dog in the rain, right? Wrong! A butler walking his employer's dog (who is wearing a fur wrap). And the umbrella is not for the butler; it's for the dog! There is a lot of money in Italy.

In the background is the Church of San Domenico in Siena, Italy. A typical Dominican church virtually dedicated to St Catherine, the patron saint of Siena. St Catherine did a lot of great things for people and so they decided to put her finger (mummified) and her head (also mummified) in glass cases for people to pray to. Yes, you heard me. Her mummified head is in a glass case on the altar. It's 700 years old.