Ocracoke Island Light (part II)

More lighthouse pictures. And pictures of us celebrating the end of 2006 with some Landskron beer (http://www.landskron.de) - a beer from Opa's childhood town of Görlitz.

Ocracoke Island Light (part I)

Ocracoke is home to the second oldest lighthouse in the country, (the oldest in North Carolina). See lovely Wikipedia for more historical info. Molly really wanted to get right up and touch it, but unfortunately they've fenced it off so you can't even get to the base. Back in the day you used to even be able to climb the thing. What is the world coming to?

As you'll see in another day's pictures, we even had views of this lovely light from our living room. This is the first time we've ever rented a place with such direct views of the lighthouse. Nouri described it as "mythological".

Molly liked talking about it and would comment on whether the light was on or off. We tried to explain to her that the light came on at night and went off during the day, but I think she was just excited to be able to talk to us about whether the light was on or off. She still likes talking about lighthouses and she identifies them wherever she can. This afternoon she kept insisting that the Eiffel Tower was a lighthouse (our neighbor's holiday card features a picture of their sons in front of the Eiffel Tower from their summer trip to France). She thought it was funny when I told her that "actually, that's the Eiffel Tower." "Lighthouse!" she would exclaim.

Rainy Day Fun, too

we played inside at ocracoke, too. while we did go out in the cold, in the rain, and at night (to look at stars & lights!), sometimes we just stayed in and goofed off.

[molly & nona compare haircuts; molly tries to make an incredulous face; strange magic happens when molly & nona make a necklace together; molly enjoys chewing on-i mean-brushing her teeth; molly "upsie-downs"; molly & opa hold cars and trucks under their chins.]

Blackbeard's last stand

there was a new place to explore on ocracoke: the nature preserve by teach's hole (where blackbeard was supposedly killed). here molly and her mama and her uncle do some explorin.

blue

a blue coat for a blue day. from a beautiful sunset on ocracoke. (is this enough of these ocracoke pictures yet?)

Silver Lake

Every once in a while (and more and more frequently now) it hits us that we've got another person living with us. That may seem obvious, but we're a little slow, so it's taken us a while to catch on.

I remember feeling the beginnings of the change as she was eating more and more. There was a subtle shift in the food we had to have available for us - first boob/milk, then optional snacks, then the absolute requirement of real food. We eat, and therefore she needs to eat, too. Duh. And suddenly the kids menus at restaurants start to make sense (although we still tend to just order things we can share with her).

And then there's the shoes. When she was itsy-bitsy she didn't wear shoes. Then she wore them, but they were itsy-bitsy. At some point over the summer I realized that her shoes weren't going to find a home on their own. So she got a shoe place next to our shoe place at the door.

For Zach, he tells the story of when it dawned upon him that there was another person in the house: he was at home with her - I think she must have been playing behind him or in the other room - he sneezed loudly and he hears a small voice say "bless you!".

And then there was yesterday: I had asked Zach in the morning what he was doing that day. He mentioned errands and I asked if he was going to bike. Molly perked up and said "Bikeride? Bikeride time?" She abandoned her Legos (tm) and started chanting "needshoesandsocks" over and over again as she ran and got her shoes and socks and proceeded to sit down and try to wrestle them on (which she actually can do sometimes!).

So, not only do I need to accept the fact that she's a full-blown kid-person, but I also need to start spelling more things so she doesn't get her hopes up for something that may not happen (like the bike ride - it was too cold).

photos: Molly in the wind; Molly & Mama; Molly examines the stick she found; Nona; Molly does "buffalo shoulders"; Molly; Nona, Mama, & Molly. All on the docks at Silver Lake in Ocracoke, NC.

Look! Puddle-butts!