Goofy Goober and a trip to the beach

This past week Bronson has really taken off in his walking abilities - he's getting faster and more fearless everyday.

(That's right, L&W, we're still squeezing him into his Chile shirt :)

On Friday night Matthew and I went out on a date - we'd gotten Neko Case tickets for the Walt Disney Concert Hall in downtown L.A. Here's a picture of the famous Frank Gehry landmark. Neko was great - in general I try not to like her because Matthew has a huge cruch on her and she's really beautiful, but seriously, her voice is the most amazing voice ever and she played the concert barefoot, so I couldn't help but be won over. Even if it is technically country. The sound quality in the hall is wonderful and we had orchestra view seats, so we were right behind and above her (3rd row up). The hall is big but felt small and intimate - I look forward to attending more concerts there. Class, all the way.



On saturday we went to Hermosa beach with Aimee's friend Dan for a JPL volleyball tournament. Dad dug a big hole, Bronson practiced sand walking and climbing out of big holes, mom played 3 awesome hours of beach volleyball (in November!) and Aimee emersed herself in the beachiness of it all.







On Sunday Aimee and I took Bronson to the mall in Arcadia - which is all decorated for Christmas, and forced him to shop with us. He got his first pair of crocs and he LOVES them. When he's not wearing them he brings them to me and holds out his foot. He also likes to chew on them and wear them on his hands. We got his feet measured and he's size 5 (extra-wide), but his crocs are size 4 with room to spare.







Well, Thanksgiving is Thursday so I have a nice 4 day weekend. Next monday I start working full time through the holiday season, so that'll be a big change in our household, but we've plotted out our meals and I hope to be finished my Christmas shopping before then. I know it's early but when you have no time after work and must send things out to Canada, you've really got to work in advance.







Bronson is such a funny kid. He loves the quilted potholders my grandma made me, he won't let me use them to carry hot items, instead he thinks they're little blanket pillows for him and lays his head down on them on the floor. He has a big blue sand bucket named Thomas and he likes to put it over his head. We had the girls next door over for an afternoon last week and they were coloring - so now he likes to color with crayons on paper. Even when we go to restaurants he's coloring on paper. He also is obsessed with airplanes, when he hears one, he looks up and points at it, then makes you look too, by nudging you. If he can hear it but not see it, he gets confused. Last week he looked up and saw the stars for the first time (that I've noticed), he pointed and said "Oooh oooh ooh". Dad is so proud :)