Sunday, February 27, 2005

Yep, that was the last good birthday

Well, that was it. Number 29. It's all downhill from here.

Steve hasn't played with fire for a while, so when the opportunity came up to be a part of a controlled burn of a nearby house, he was very excited to get to participate. It was just down the street, so Morgan and I came to watch. It took almost 3 rolls of film, and hope some of them turn out. Redmond Fire is starting a website and they need some pictures for it. Maybe they'll use some of mine!

Steve and Morgan got me a locket for my birthday. It is a white gold heart with a little diamond in the middle, and opens up for two itty bitty pictures. It's perfect. I don't normally wear a lot of jewelry, so I wouldn't want anything bigger. I was pleasantly surprised. I'll wear it all of the time. I have always wanted one, but don't remember ever saying anything to Steve, so it was great to see the thoughtful gift.

Morgan went to Grandma and Grandpa's house and Steve took me out to eat at the Pine Tavern in Bend. Dinner was fabulous. We really need to do that more often. Then we went to the movies. We saw Hitch, because everything I wanted to see is at the wrong time, or it was out of the theater, and this was the only movie that played at a good time, and wasn't scary. Why are there so many scary movies out right now? Anyway, it was okay. I expected it to be funnier, and knowing in advance that critics didn't like Eva Mendes' performance made me sit there and critique her the whole time. But Kevin James is adorable, and we had a great time. Morgan did great at G&G's, playing peekaboo with Grandpa, climbing the stairs, and checking out their cuckoo clocks. Grandpa chased her around the island in their kitchen for a good ten minutes, he said. He said it worked out perfectly, because Morgan was having a wild hair day, so when she walked it fluffed up on top like a wild peacock, so he was able to see where she was at all times while he chased her around. It sounds like they had fun. It would have been neat to have been a fly on the wall and watched. She's been so much fun lately.

We spent a good hour playing in the dirt the other day. It was neat to actually see her brain ticking away as she picked up handfuls of dirt and watched it slowly sift through her little fingers. Then she'd pick up an interesting rock and closely examine it before piling it up on the driveway. She only tried to eat rocks a couple of times. Most of the time she was busy piling dirt on her leg or sorting the various pebbles. I didn't mind her getting dirty, even though she was wearing Grammabon's homemade jumper and a white shirt. Babies know nothing. Everything they do is a learning experience. I had no problem letting her explore, and we had fun!

4 Comments:

At February 27, 2005 10:23 AM, Blogger Sabrina said...

No No, nothing's downhill till your 40's.... you've got lots of time left. See, next year you'll be just out of your 20's... that's still plenty youthful. No, you're not REALLY "grown up" till your 40's. And even then, that's still plenty young. I mean, one of our best friends is 39, and he still seems plenty young and full of life. HE hasn't even started his grown up life yet! Kids, etc... So no worries. You've got a LONG way to go.

 
At February 27, 2005 11:16 AM, Blogger Davinie Fiero said...

Puh-lease - This coming from someone who was ho hum a week ago because she turned 25! :)

 
At February 27, 2005 4:42 PM, Blogger Sabrina said...

Yes, I had to revise my thought process for that very reason!

 
At March 03, 2005 10:28 AM, Blogger Sabrina said...

hay, how about an update on the Fiero household?

 

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