As you can see, it's been an intense time as of late around here. What with our resident superheroes ridding the world of evil, there's been little time to
settle down to share our adventures. Actually, I'm astounded at how long it's taken me to feel a little bit normal after our transition back to Bangkok. It took our little guy a full week to sleep through the night again. Sleepless nights, combined with a very busy husband, combined with the desire to soak up every minute with a visiting Granna, have made the last several weeks feel astonishingly full. With nary a moment to sit and contemplate. But lest I fall completely into the pit of blog abandonment, never to surface again, I'm going to fit in some reminiscences of both Bangkok and Georgia happenings as I'm able.
When they're not in crime-fighting mode, they're helping Mommy bake bread. 
We had such a nice visit with Granna. She got a very realistic picture of everyday life in our household, with many of her days here filled to the brim with childcare, laundry, food preparation and the always demanding but never depleting pile of dirty dishes to be washed. But we did have a few adventures. The day pictured above was an outing to northern Bangkok, where we hoped to visit the Bangkok Butterfly House and Insectarium, which we found in our on line perusing of day trips in Bangkok. It sounds impressive and interesting, but when we got there, true to the style of many of our Thai outings, we found that our travels had been in vain because the butterflies had all died and the whole operation was gone.
But as a consolation prize, we got pigeons in a nearby park. These pigeons LOVE the food that a lady sells for 20 baht, and when we started throwing it around we were amazed to find birds trampling our feet...
...alighting on outstretched arms...
...and even perching on heads and shoulders!
Dinner in the marketWay before all of this, almost two months ago, we embarked on a global adventure to attend Aunt Kari's wedding! Our time in Georgia was sweet, and I can't go without remembering it here, so I think I'll stagger some 'Georgia on My Mind' pictures and musings along with current happenings. So first, the big event, the reason for our trip...it was a perfect wedding in every way, and there are oodles of pictures I could share, but I'll limit myself to a few favorites.
Four precious cousins filling their roles in their auntie's special day. They were beautiful!
And speaking of beautiful, Kari was a gorgeous bride, and Dad was very handsome, too!
The flower girls were as pleased as punch with their time in the spotlight...
...but one little ring bearer was a bit overwhelmed with his duties, in combination with jet lag and the pressures of being 3 and having everyone looking at him. If you look closely you can see that our sweet Asa Bear is doing his job but is NOT happy about it!
The pressure's off, he's had some refreshment, and he's all smiles again.
I love this picture. Classic Papa Jeff with his grandsons.
And here's the beautiful couple. We love it that we have a new brother, and Scott's the best one we could ask for.
That's it for now. Missing all you Georgia folks so much, but glad to be settled in our Bangkok home and sleeping again!
He is a beautiful boy, and he's all his own. Now that he's so mobile and talking a great deal ("Daddy!", "bubble", "thank you", many more discernible words and many we can't understand...) he's such a little life force, barreling through the days with alternating wide, dimpled smiles and a quick, sharp cry of displeasure (which gets no shortage of use, let me tell you). He alternates between inhaling good food and signing "all finished" after only a few bites. He loves to carry a baby doll, kiss it and put it in a stroller for a walk. He greets us with a huge grin and a "Hiiiiii!" when one of us has been absent from his sight for a while. He's passionate about bananas and watermelon, but won't have anything to do with milk (except the mommy version). He's much more attached to a pacifier than I would like, and he has the sweetest affinity for the blanket that his great aunt Bernice made- those two items are sleep essentials, and he'd have them every waking minute, too, if we encouraged him.
I still stick to the assessment that, for now, he's a sensitive little fellow. Physically (dratted eczema!) and emotionally, he turns on a dime. It took him the longest, by far, to recover from our international travel this summer, and between transition and teething it was a long time before we saw much sunshine from this little guy.
At his 18 month appointment he had gained 10 percentile points in his weight, which was such a relief to me. And he was at the 50th percentile in height, giving him the shortest stature among our little ones, who have all been high on the height scale thus far.
All of that being said, he's a bundle of joy and he's ours. I still look at him sometimes and think, "how did you get here, you unique little guy?" What a gift.
