Seek, resolutely, the true and indestructible value that lies hidden in…petty and wearisome incidents*
by chuckofish
Congratulations on making it to Thursday for your weekly dose of darling. I had one of those weeks when I felt incredibly busy but also like I got nothing done, so that has been fun. This is partly because I added more things to my plate: I have been working on an essay, which was due on Tuesday and which I now need to revise. (What? How am I doing this? I truly don’t know.) Anyway, it’s about Nathaniel Hawthorne’s The Custom-House, a sketch in which he pokes a lot of fun at his boring colleagues and offers the sound advice that I have quoted above.

Moving on! Katie had a pretty solid week of sleeping, eating, kicking her feet in the air, and crushing tummy time. She was declared a healthy four-month-old at her pediatrician appointment, where she weighed in at 15 lbs 4 oz (72nd percentile) and measured 25.5 inches long (88th percentile). Tall baby!



We received some more adorable drool bibs from Aunt Mary. Some are made with remnants from my grandmother Mary’s stash of fabric, which I think is really, really nice. Mamu’s basement clean-out is really paying off! The Halloween bib matches a witch costume that I wore multiple times growing up, and which I can’t wait for Katie to wear one day. For now, she can don her festive bib and make her mother feel sappy.

This weekend, we are escaping to an Airbnb on the Chesapeake Bay. This will be the first time I have taken a trip anywhere since March, unless you count our hospital stay when Katie was born. (Haha.) Here’s hoping a little peace and quiet (and a house with no chores) prove to be restorative!
