tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606486296916672622024-02-18T17:43:07.155-08:00Everything's Coming Up Clark!Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09434489881489896842noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-25402342055051240702010-10-03T13:39:00.001-07:002010-10-03T13:41:21.226-07:00Coming next April...<div>For those who might not have seen word on the Book of Faces...</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpjRLL-qZn5sanF8TUOSR9d8f5V7jKs2HChxlzXLVwpK-UQ_uujeho4Cb5-iDZ7P8FpAnNFcIBLuUCDbXivo2XrS23eC6oG0EXh2uLsoMJzNPdoqgrWhU2oN3Y_RX61RtgDd2pcsN9vD44/s1600/Grandchild+%232+(2010.09.24+-+Cropped).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpjRLL-qZn5sanF8TUOSR9d8f5V7jKs2HChxlzXLVwpK-UQ_uujeho4Cb5-iDZ7P8FpAnNFcIBLuUCDbXivo2XrS23eC6oG0EXh2uLsoMJzNPdoqgrWhU2oN3Y_RX61RtgDd2pcsN9vD44/s320/Grandchild+%232+(2010.09.24+-+Cropped).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523922288672933170" /></a><br /><div>Super excited, super nauseous, super tired.</div>Jason R. Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04100032875834342279noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-63439618425396674922010-06-27T09:40:00.001-07:002010-06-27T09:48:03.066-07:00Science Sunday with DaddyJason making french press coffee this morning with Cora "helping":<div><br /></div><div>J: Hot, hot, very hot. Don't touch or it will burn you and give owies. Hot!</div><div><br /></div><div>C: Hot.</div><div><br /></div><div>J: Very hot. Don't touch! Do you see the steam coming off the coffee? That's water molecules transitioning from a liquid to a gas state. Very hot. Hot! Hot!</div><div><br /></div><div>C: Hot. Hot. No touch, Dada.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>That's right, folks, just another day in the Clark household...</div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09434489881489896842noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-39100952344937605052010-05-01T21:27:00.000-07:002010-05-01T22:44:55.027-07:001-2-3 Imagine! Sesame Street Live<div style="text-align: left;">Ages since the blog has been posted to, but today we took Cora to Sesame Street Live and there was a request for photographic evidence.</div><div><br /></div><div>Our seats were only a couple rows away from the stage. It was a very active show, with characters coming off the stages, little cannons shooting out confetti and streamers, and colored lights everywhere.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitjFRxXn5vdOUEYVndLTjN9ZDT3EsUTAmPkjbxkp1BRP_qfn1rGjgNqdrIVzm6pw_k5GdP0c_WyTU9bb6GH1iuu2J1ABnoACOQjY6vluMG854-b9CMIx1ys_-bznP9wXNJtVRXunnp5opG/s320/DSC00864.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466528928192232514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div>Coraline was mesmerized. Don't think I've ever seen her so attentive for 45 minutes at a stretch before.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhosS62WWzYbA_N2XUS-srUf_isyWwHfp7LHjga_dd2MerXRFrEZE7RMjYes01O73qCGT1v4piGW-zLeOt24ugrEnPMh89-ruZiYCfF4KWEd89lhuuJ7SwU8Bcm-w2vA0SdMCOzBVjy2nXq/s1600/DSC00874.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhosS62WWzYbA_N2XUS-srUf_isyWwHfp7LHjga_dd2MerXRFrEZE7RMjYes01O73qCGT1v4piGW-zLeOt24ugrEnPMh89-ruZiYCfF4KWEd89lhuuJ7SwU8Bcm-w2vA0SdMCOzBVjy2nXq/s320/DSC00874.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466529345021823538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEZ1OWUW-9EumX2CMaOA81SXt22UlNfB60gwS-FfeukQmbNLCmNCbIRNaTbxWazuT3HhUNuN16WZcWEWwYGwpqe7-t7mrs_rKqDPntw5UaL98RoB4evQuq95jz2Itcn-EyN96tA3tsYqNW/s1600/DSC00870.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEZ1OWUW-9EumX2CMaOA81SXt22UlNfB60gwS-FfeukQmbNLCmNCbIRNaTbxWazuT3HhUNuN16WZcWEWwYGwpqe7-t7mrs_rKqDPntw5UaL98RoB4evQuq95jz2Itcn-EyN96tA3tsYqNW/s320/DSC00870.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466529334044250482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>We'd wondered a bit whether she would be scared or excited, and after the first few minutes she definitely got into it. The only exception was a grouch-like character (but not Oscar) who freaked Cora out every time it came over to our edge of the stage.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB_W4XuHgjAnO74RYgTgxHMrl0x0eMRFd9dmyZMFWUZfx-XQeBJ1AzhZq_Ar6Np2SzIfurgJycIdBOMr56u1oyeUGUI0Mx_1BZbn3Z6jcRMOYoQbvrPXqEKkmIizOZa1Th3aU1oIZJouH8/s320/DSC00894.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466529561958705986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The enemy</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Luckily we showed Cora how to say "Stop" as you can hear at the start of this video, along with the emphatic hand gesture to accompany it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzCCKM0KHfuOauvvH_ShblOqouDWGstYq_Xzx-A5pdh_kHgVTcz_kXpd67NFq3nHv1XGjU8OmgW0VbNX4ptSQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div><br /></div><div><div>All in all it was a great time. Apart from the freaky grouch and Amber feeling rather sick that morning, I'd say it went off flawlessly.</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div>Jason R. Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04100032875834342279noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-24577027853559672772009-07-03T08:27:00.000-07:002009-07-03T08:49:14.257-07:00New Pictures and Video!<div>We downloaded the camera and the results are in (drumroll, please):</div><div><br /></div><div>Did you know that Coraline is part mountain goat? I was doing dishes while Jason was sweeping (hence the chair on the table) and turned around to this delightful tableau...</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCg1hIc5IGKZbGB2eE6ibIv3yzH4J55OKR72Zs5j8upO8rp6f77UInAu2hME_O3eAo6nk_dL66gv-prTBsV7i2ZGZJ-o3KUjpekaCJlVtYY_JU2P2-AlSeOjVd9f1XF6wJ8AgzGuSjOIA/s1600-h/100_2868.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCg1hIc5IGKZbGB2eE6ibIv3yzH4J55OKR72Zs5j8upO8rp6f77UInAu2hME_O3eAo6nk_dL66gv-prTBsV7i2ZGZJ-o3KUjpekaCJlVtYY_JU2P2-AlSeOjVd9f1XF6wJ8AgzGuSjOIA/s320/100_2868.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354257041308152306" /></a><br /><div>Cora has a couple of chairs and a table that were given to her by Nana and Grandad. She likes to push the chairs around to comvenient places. Here, she has pushed the chair over in front of the open door so that she can look out the screen door. Guess we have another people-watcher in the family...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH-dKTIwDpuuwuOklWmbOV-A7qannAOI1wQgpwFnfNg3b3_3u0puSk9reDvFkpZT6pSltkArM1k3LnWkz5F3h0nXH5soPj5yTvILQNf3YhSDKTqbHMHHbMTOlGAMS_La0Fqwp6hz7In0g/s1600-h/100_2860.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH-dKTIwDpuuwuOklWmbOV-A7qannAOI1wQgpwFnfNg3b3_3u0puSk9reDvFkpZT6pSltkArM1k3LnWkz5F3h0nXH5soPj5yTvILQNf3YhSDKTqbHMHHbMTOlGAMS_La0Fqwp6hz7In0g/s320/100_2860.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354257032097964546" /></a><br /></div><div>Warning!!! Non-parents may not want to see the next image!!!! For that matter, parents may not want to see this either, since they see to much of it already in their own homes...</div><div><br /></div><div>This is a moment from the day that I call Poopapalooza 2009 wherein I had to collect 4 bottles of stool sample from one of Cora's diapers. Later, I was out saying goodbye to a visiting friend trusting that Cora was hanging out inside the door like she usually does (see above pic). Imagine my surprise (dismay, laughter) when I opened the door to this and no child. Hmm, poopy diaper and no kid. Not good. Then, while I was running a bath for her, she pooped again all over the floor in her bedroom. Sure am glad we have hard surfaces in our house...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWacfRcvy2fT8KYyrK42x0kdFULeVI6t-EVYGmzbGRJwdyCbpLC037qYs-RiMNVI10QiK4Psnz36Z0I0uYYWtmI4W_hUgrsN8xaj8KgXL6cAMc7KRc2ZtoEBVJlL5nsDUJqGF_VOQoCcI/s1600-h/100_2858.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWacfRcvy2fT8KYyrK42x0kdFULeVI6t-EVYGmzbGRJwdyCbpLC037qYs-RiMNVI10QiK4Psnz36Z0I0uYYWtmI4W_hUgrsN8xaj8KgXL6cAMc7KRc2ZtoEBVJlL5nsDUJqGF_VOQoCcI/s320/100_2858.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354257029530124370" /></a><br /></div><div>This is a sample of Cora's handiwork with TP -- too bad she couldn't have applied some of this talent during Poopapalooza 2009.....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwG9fGLtKBL8XGPsoM0OmmQbwp_6JJ8-2mWPII4Kov0bd8nTHutil83ZftM1CVYOnfkgVyiZAiehwityluGo4XFjS0YDFMfqVM7GNUEdeCPHKG_oEeinbD_QuOFrj2ChqkYmpc73xJepE/s1600-h/100_2856.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwG9fGLtKBL8XGPsoM0OmmQbwp_6JJ8-2mWPII4Kov0bd8nTHutil83ZftM1CVYOnfkgVyiZAiehwityluGo4XFjS0YDFMfqVM7GNUEdeCPHKG_oEeinbD_QuOFrj2ChqkYmpc73xJepE/s320/100_2856.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354257021460284530" /></a><br /></div><div>Um, do you think I should tell her that she might be a little big for this stroller? Oh well, see picture number one...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT52O4gEHlaCRo0_4NIQI3GGHrnPCezn9jhcalur4Lf8GH7RyRncg76VNJ44y9rFrwxNqbiIfjyYDlDjd3BnqGVAVYU_eRx4ghBCXeepgoT6GX6PvDcizA7trk62Xs8FBYCCl3Xsju6IM/s1600-h/100_2855.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT52O4gEHlaCRo0_4NIQI3GGHrnPCezn9jhcalur4Lf8GH7RyRncg76VNJ44y9rFrwxNqbiIfjyYDlDjd3BnqGVAVYU_eRx4ghBCXeepgoT6GX6PvDcizA7trk62Xs8FBYCCl3Xsju6IM/s320/100_2855.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354257018440364146" /></a><br /><div>One of Cora's new favorite activities (besides walking) is to climb up onto a stool at the end of the counter (mainly she spends the time wingeing for food) to see what's going on in the kitchen. Here we get to hear what she thinks about that...</div><div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxVjXuEb8rMDNHig_qkTWSol3XSn_RHIcN0T2zmmDJavb7phQbw_godpV_FFxQrVmHQCGhwnGhz0uKFMGhnfg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09434489881489896842noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-45326666785028460132009-05-29T22:21:00.000-07:002009-05-29T22:49:19.648-07:00Montana FunHere are some <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/MontanaFun?feat=directlink">pictures</a> and video of our time so far here in <a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&source=s_q&hl=en&geocode=&q=thompson+falls,+mt&sll=37.579413,-95.712891&sspn=24.497601,36.914063&ie=UTF8&ll=47.628843,-115.337219&spn=0.163351,0.288391&z=11&iwloc=A">Thompson Falls</a> Montana. Cora and I are visiting my family (parents, grandma, sister, brother-in-law, and nephew John) while Jason toils away back in Portland. We miss him, but this type of arrangement works well in that I can take nice leisurely visits with my family while not eating up his vacation days.<div><br /></div><div>So far Cora has spent lots of good time with Grammy and Grampy. They have been busy doing some big gardening/yardwork chores, so Cora has had plenty of fun playing in the dirt and trying to pull up flowers. So far all the flowers (and the cats) have survived her attentions. Cousin John spent the day with us today since his parents were busy. Cora likes John and he is a super sweet kid but she doesn't quite know what to do with all his attention so she spent a good portion of the day crying. Eh well. When he was distracted, she would creep over close to him, hold out her hand, and say ticka-ticka-ticka at him. She was also bummed when he took a nap and she was by herself. She pushed his door open a couple of times to make sure he was there, then when we closed the door better, she sat right outside it eating her goldfish for quite some time.</div><div><br /></div><div>After nap, she was in a better mood and both kids went for tractor and wagon rides with Grampy. Uncle Jason came over for dinner , then after he took cousin John home, Cora went for a dip in the pool...this time with no crying, but plenty of pool water drinking -- in fact, I had to stop her for fear that I would have a sick kid on my hands later and she kept burping so loud that Grammy could hear her from clear over on the porch. Good times! Guess we'll have to see what tomorrow has for us in the way of adventure...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwJbiuAbDf8rRP-ZVxEqCzScf1lEFH0K60Pu9I5a9j5MfkkaKhyF_nceyLtxoJH0M_tOjBvUPUwX4yhxEQu' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09434489881489896842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-29427520220488808422009-05-29T22:01:00.000-07:002009-05-29T22:21:49.285-07:00Pool and Jammie Time<div>I am up in Montana visiting family who have a computer in the main space of the house so I can watch Cora and still futz on the pooter. So....I thought that I would take the time to update my blog a bit. Tomorrow I will try to get some pics together from our trip to Wenatchee, WA. Our friend Krista Herling took some amazing photos of our family (at least I really, really like them...).</div><div><br /></div><div>First off is a cute picture of Cora eating apples before bed at our house, followed by a video of her first experience in our "family pool". Hope you all enjoy!<br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpHuMmkq50r-SvM3DQO_PQkj3ONUM66wiwyhFBe2B-UbJRGZ4dQzmsozw2yVgEPTvUGZRG1VOXWu8KNUFKUe_dm6kvH6fn2zPRw9KSu3i2U0JU86LjMXuhYrFtoP_HglIVAuqPTOE_cBM/s1600-h/100_2806.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpHuMmkq50r-SvM3DQO_PQkj3ONUM66wiwyhFBe2B-UbJRGZ4dQzmsozw2yVgEPTvUGZRG1VOXWu8KNUFKUe_dm6kvH6fn2zPRw9KSu3i2U0JU86LjMXuhYrFtoP_HglIVAuqPTOE_cBM/s320/100_2806.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341478503475147250" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>The parts of this video that I like best are when Cora looks straight at me with that "how could you?" look, and then just at the end when I suggest that Jason get in with her. He got cut off so you don't hear him saying "heck no, it's cold in there"...I mean what kind of parents are we?! Whatever -- she survived, but she still doesn't like cool pool water.... It wasn't that the water was so cold (just not warm), but it was late in the day so it was cool and breezy outside and she was probably a bit on the tired side. But dang it, that pool had been sitting out there all day warming up and crying out for appreciation... I just couldn't let it go to waste!</div><div><br /></div></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzeqJHoM-_BbUgHJXvsaZrJSpPSu-UGxZzidOcWYjD215U0djwKohfeNelXmkzWq4EiZT6EwUNPNNDcB22ARA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09434489881489896842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-45462653159515875682009-05-20T12:28:00.000-07:002009-05-20T12:36:10.370-07:00This one goes out to Grandad!Hope you get feeling better soon! <div><br /></div><div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dycp_gxF71I5gJGI3HBGIEV2ndWf73m9ceYKB6YGHqzIsrte3VcmsK_h4aEvD_4rMJ4x583KqpgfFbqQk0r0A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div><br /></div><div>We love you lots and lots!!!!!<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>XOXOXO</div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09434489881489896842noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-71381653114492938182009-04-25T22:05:00.000-07:002009-04-25T22:41:56.306-07:00Active GirlOne of Cora's favorite activities of late is climbing. In this video you can see her hanging out after she has used Big Bear as a stepping stool to get onto the couch. Usually she is so excited when she is up there, that she just does laps back and forth with periodic rolling about and lots of giggles and panting.<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx_coRvg2s82MbJjMkXebeSRaCvWESStmSYXolHXw68_3JEshqbgYE8BDnQI2U0slOTiI_ILqqkBcYzldA1' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div>This next vignette is from last weekend when we went down to Corvallis to celebrate birthdays with Jason's family. Travis, Sarah and Kathy walked with us to the park for some summer time fun. Hopefully next time Grandad will feel up to joining us at the park too. It was a beautiful day just perfect for swinging and Cora's first trip down the slide...right into Nana's arms! </div><div><br /></div></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzO5eGxVe3-bGprtVvWZFcn__cscXJvA-mVrEHPouwoCEfAuKiHwJAhgXy8czbAy53rRCDbfwT_PYHXQLophg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><div>Swinging with Daddy...</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbczjLHTUbawf7K5m7Zt5i3yOk4cJKApyUgWwsMMM79lLXkCFIsEijfSftLLYLTt-SOoqz9wyuZQYRrjAAil70tmK6FEbmVROQbE0ySSuLZerrY1daJefGNjn8syhoIAwSUq8GxF0bxGM/s320/100_2762.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328867478664821538" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Cuddling with Nana!</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8c700N1sk3mXuvTlHMfOgpczUzkxOpMS6qx7MBvdWWB1OaxI732u6ILgS5vghPGHoRVSAcSR_NqH0cg5GZUUR_WL2-aOGQL87A8R8PiPEW5aMuyQBPAD-ZqSsYSjT8YyH4rZy5Ckf38Q/s320/100_2774.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328868675688543618" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Fun with Uncle Travis and Aunt Sarah...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB1pMWj2132u5z5vwkXGJ95hKaqlLtukXXLJDfszPj7VjtsPvUoTKGu2gpytZnZ8vMJqyzT4xQGH5LF4Tl4OR3HLA3wQSdVITjx3ERTarigE0Xc-tGtILGNlvIqoYS8sz5Wh8c4e_bLTA/s320/100_2766.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328869608418419986" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09434489881489896842noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-88342254573785678712009-04-22T20:54:00.000-07:002009-04-22T22:20:19.562-07:00Easter fun<div>It's been on my mind for quite a while that I really ought to post more often, or at least post pics of the kid (which is really what everyone is looking for anyways...). So here you go.<div><br /></div><div>First off are a couple of our most current propoganda pictures and a film on the beauty of pork:</div><div><br /></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEOxLvkNXbup4JT-rLr0PKmLjJS3BkfVnjjTfm3zSWlb95Ps0nspTb7yz4D-rVN00Zgg_HcaJ2ADQZKm6Y2RGUIxInzW7wUCQQkcUJziQaWa_nIqRSFlnUbRBWmbYwaN9lqbFtwSDo8ik/s1600-h/000_0045.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEOxLvkNXbup4JT-rLr0PKmLjJS3BkfVnjjTfm3zSWlb95Ps0nspTb7yz4D-rVN00Zgg_HcaJ2ADQZKm6Y2RGUIxInzW7wUCQQkcUJziQaWa_nIqRSFlnUbRBWmbYwaN9lqbFtwSDo8ik/s320/000_0045.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327738804156822962" /></a><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3XV839l7lnHzwUZFyc4W5MfEc2xlMcXWWORa8eZHOGoZf7XNj2gwD3UauKF-hwdJSbcKv26vioAQs2EkI-F4w7stdxnjUucEvYkPpk9vv5EKSs-yvx5u5lFEyaPcP15UCuOquwvcFJ2A/s1600-h/000_0044.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3XV839l7lnHzwUZFyc4W5MfEc2xlMcXWWORa8eZHOGoZf7XNj2gwD3UauKF-hwdJSbcKv26vioAQs2EkI-F4w7stdxnjUucEvYkPpk9vv5EKSs-yvx5u5lFEyaPcP15UCuOquwvcFJ2A/s320/000_0044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327738710177816834" /></a><br /><div>The question is "who is the bigger ham"?:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzIjUL6uBuBl9jcNcd4VJRo1mwK7FlHN8cOORUZDopIDV-EckkXou85mvx2_PXFya_cEOfVa_xkkjiplHezOA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">...the answer: The pig outweighed Cora by a couple of pounds -- though she is definitely hamming it up for the camera!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">In other fun, here is Cora with the dolly stroller that Nanna and Grandad got for her birthday. Think she likes it?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwfE6HcNbB1R9JNWNr2Ex9xWofa247Qr8hfQIF0fykuKgG31tpUs_ZfnrMgW58lmAlrlBhw-oks16KdtGsI' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09434489881489896842noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-71095755623839427322009-04-21T22:50:00.000-07:002009-04-21T23:03:52.684-07:00Coraline's new trick<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyfBITY53Fq-M6fZf7bZzGWt-9Y6ENleoBP7_te3zds5iFllViL7-TWlO3LaLJSRHKFR7fVRWSWR0L3TeTjWQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Jason R. Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04100032875834342279noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-24709226568004069652009-03-30T15:12:00.000-07:002009-03-30T15:16:04.686-07:00Happy Birthday Coraline!... and Amber yesterday. The party was a huge success, as you can see from the photo below.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8GXev5OS9gNIIrf4mKUb6bKphWiTU77pWrc8G7OHSa5z3jPq0kMwIGMGI6Nh3dA5CNSG978B0UH0fZfQLVt7kk-zviYHN7bP8ieLpU7EAMIY1FPVIoDY1oR4vGwbW19nmNC-YCtIRe5Lh/s1600-h/100_2732.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8GXev5OS9gNIIrf4mKUb6bKphWiTU77pWrc8G7OHSa5z3jPq0kMwIGMGI6Nh3dA5CNSG978B0UH0fZfQLVt7kk-zviYHN7bP8ieLpU7EAMIY1FPVIoDY1oR4vGwbW19nmNC-YCtIRe5Lh/s320/100_2732.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319107613330749922" border="0" /></a><br />It's hard to believe it's been a year, that she's on the cusp of walking, that she's turned from such a little bundle of need into someone with personality and opinions of her own.<br /><br />I hear it slows down from here, right? Right??!Jason R. Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04100032875834342279noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-2554552345386650322009-02-14T13:00:00.000-08:002009-02-14T13:00:00.671-08:00Valentine's videosAll right, I admit it, this post has nothing to do with the holiday. But nobody can resist some cute videos of a baby eating, right?<br /><br />First for the Valentine's meal, some green beans.<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwH8jfTB2L7q6Vq7BInEKuZiM43jYlt7kq-MaH69zUl1Xf51LI5sTMRJKQKLuWxuHFw5vqzzQiynXxs57B2pg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Next up, pears.<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzq4h_Jt0cVM47VznRWEXys7Qj2QbEuuqtsniEFSDEk5t94t9XBQtZns4g3u2Fhjv2kz6FyRlNj_XXb_kyvUw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />And finally, more green beans!<br /> <iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxHwqquos7fqXAn1Ktb7p9Bh6J4bMRIwzspZfWqA_J033Hld5wGUJ6fmnxGKUnPvtfIfhnvWW2WP8eCUS7pLA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Jason R. Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04100032875834342279noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-76967292855343655202009-02-12T23:28:00.000-08:002009-02-12T23:28:57.761-08:00Grab-bag updateIt's been far too long since I've uploaded photos, but today's your lucky day.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghWWyFEnvEGRkT5f5YPi93zHQmicxtsNlsEPnVRQ_S-qTf3GuDpVQvxIEalP8BmYqqb5unBhNEjQPQIs2z4NiruLjJW1idZFrWDl4J_25vZnIjme6G2u5hEd4YQbtEzNCaGosbGMi94bh5/s1600-h/100_2364.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghWWyFEnvEGRkT5f5YPi93zHQmicxtsNlsEPnVRQ_S-qTf3GuDpVQvxIEalP8BmYqqb5unBhNEjQPQIs2z4NiruLjJW1idZFrWDl4J_25vZnIjme6G2u5hEd4YQbtEzNCaGosbGMi94bh5/s320/100_2364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302178290975390306" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Before getting to the photo-sets, though, things have definitely been changing around the Clark household. A couple days before Christmas Coraline took her first forward crawl. She'd been pushing herself around backward--slowly and awkwardly--for quite a while. We knew she'd get it eventually, but once she did, <span style="font-style: italic;">wow</span> it was a transformation. First day she crawled trying to get at the dog leashes on the floor, and by the next she was all over the place. When we got home from our Christmas travels, she climbed up the step from our family room to kitchen almost immediately (although coming down remains an issue.)<br /><br />Every day she can reach something she hasn't before. We have done plenty of child-proofing, but continue to work as she points out for us "Hey, I can get into that!"<br /><br />The dogs are rather nonplussed by this little mobile thing getting in their faces, sitting on their beds, swimming in their water and, yes, stealing their food. They have their own gated off area, but it's not perfectly sealed and Cora does her best to breach the barrier.<br /><br />She's also started to get interested in feeding herself. She'll get grumpy about taking macaroni off a spoon from us, but will gladly pick it up in her grubby little hands. Makes rather a mess of which we'll need to get some photos soon.<br /><br />We've had some of the cough/cold/sniffles running around, which has made sleep an issue. Since Amber's been sick too, that has made for some miserable nights all around. We do seem to be on the downhill side of that, though *crosses fingers*<br /><br />So, on to the pictures!<br /><br /><ul><li><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/Christmas2008">Christmas 2008</a> -- Mostly photos from before. Will update with more from the day-of when we get them from my folks</li><li><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/Cousins">Cousins</a> -- Couple new photos in there from <a href="http://sirjohncooper.blogspot.com/">John's</a> visit in January (oh yeah, with his parents of course.) A few are just Cora, but from the "naked" baby photo shoot with John.<br /></li><li><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/FashionPlate#">Fashion Plate</a> -- New photos</li><li><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/Froggie#">Froggie</a> -- Photos with Coraline's favorite toy, Francine the Frog.<br /></li><li><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/LeeFarms#">Lee Farm</a> -- Spent a fantastic afternoon with the Yue family at Lee Farms, buying pumpkins and so much more.</li><li><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/Mobility">Mobility</a> -- Updates to this album, with more to follow as Coraline gets increasingly INTO EVERYTHING.</li><li><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/Munchies#">Munchies</a> -- New album for general eating</li><li><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/Naptime#">Naptime</a> -- Because everyone deserves a little more sleep.</li></ul>That's all for now. Try to keep the next update from taking so long.Jason R. Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04100032875834342279noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-5345717554331554492009-02-05T16:58:00.000-08:002009-02-07T14:05:40.652-08:00Premiere night!So my lovely wife scored us tickets to the premiere of the <a href="http://www.coraline.com/"><span style="font-style: italic;">Coraline</span></a> movie that's coming out tomorrow. We are super excited about it--a night out, seeing the movie early, being in the same building as my hero Neil Gaiman. Even better, we just found out that the tickets to the premiere get you into the after party. Score!<br /><br />Anyway, in celebration, I thought I'd post a nice family photo that I stumbled across the other day.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimZbX0sNNxROzNu82Azg-iiMg_eyQ6a5dOpoc5YjQXx2gKp5vrzpB3M7hA_WiunagIqZF4LTt9WlyrH8WLqPa0A6pAYzVkEwxiqGL_kjsrVrt5u0ytIiRTzSPsvm7F3uX9sJJAr3RZQsmV/s1600-h/buttons.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimZbX0sNNxROzNu82Azg-iiMg_eyQ6a5dOpoc5YjQXx2gKp5vrzpB3M7hA_WiunagIqZF4LTt9WlyrH8WLqPa0A6pAYzVkEwxiqGL_kjsrVrt5u0ytIiRTzSPsvm7F3uX9sJJAr3RZQsmV/s320/buttons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299483146445393714" border="0" /></a><br />Anyway, we'll definitely post about the experience. Oh yeah, and get some more normal pictures up soon too.Jason R. Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04100032875834342279noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-77470795298705939802008-12-22T18:28:00.000-08:002008-12-22T18:30:37.382-08:00Even as we speak...Someone's a little worn out from all the Christmas preparations... and jumping.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgalJF0Vhsl3nbzeH0G_GMDdXA6S9W84TxpLzjxAJdA7CU5JJlGhyphenhyphen8ki9YKGoOi75Ul2LQ6hqneTWh3fmRNzohElpTmEnZb-9W0_7i78UuyekvleKpMQBirpM7jptpC5-pSR9IijijgYSkn/s1600-h/100_2413.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgalJF0Vhsl3nbzeH0G_GMDdXA6S9W84TxpLzjxAJdA7CU5JJlGhyphenhyphen8ki9YKGoOi75Ul2LQ6hqneTWh3fmRNzohElpTmEnZb-9W0_7i78UuyekvleKpMQBirpM7jptpC5-pSR9IijijgYSkn/s320/100_2413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282807131937923682" border="0" /></a>Jason R. Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04100032875834342279noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-73362014073898151042008-11-22T09:03:00.000-08:002008-11-22T09:12:45.044-08:00Fun with DaddyWe have this stuffed greyhound doll that Jodie gave to us when we started trying to get pregs. Cora has just recently been interested in stuffed animals....playing with them and sucking on their limbs and faces. <div><br /></div><div>So this morning the greyhound was in the corner of Cora's crib and she started playing with it. Jason comes into the room and starts playing with Cora and the greyhound. Desiring to give an "accurate representation" of what greyhounds do since we have two real ones, he began to gallop the greyhound around her crib, made whining noises, "licked" her face. Then here's the kicker -- he next proceeded to bend the greyhound over until it was licking its butt. Yay accuracy. Now all he needed to do was to have the dog lick Cora again.</div><div><br /></div><div>I love my husband.</div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09434489881489896842noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-8660838900037203642008-11-15T13:22:00.000-08:002008-11-15T15:03:47.233-08:00Cora says...It's been a big month for Cora with lots of new developments (isn't it always when they're this young?)<br /><br />First up, mobility. Although she isn't crawling, Cora is getting awfully close. She can get up on her knees from her belly by herself, and will rock as though she's just about ready to take a crawl. She can also scoot around, backward, when on her tummy. We had a great incident when we stepped away for a moment while she was down on her floor mat, came back a minute later, and she was several feet away almost underneath the TV cabinet. Sneaky.<br /><br />And as to the post title, she's also been getting a lot more vocal. The past day or two is the shriek, which isn't all that endearing after the tenth or twelfth, but before that came the "ba" noises. Obviously babies make noise from very early on, but the "ba" is the first sound where she's enunciating like she's trying to actually talk. She'll also do it in response to us pretty often if we make similar noises back. Before we know it, she'll be talking our ear off!<br /><br />So without any further ado, I give you video of the very "ba" Coraline Clark:<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyrzsZnp0UggueQxg5Klv-1sfr8QlcaHskKDUjEnfM07nczE5RNkoxhAV1FhLHAYog5P_Y4WAHuBP2hXw3w8Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw_cxWOJJwWN2gEM6l3EeBI-jJf2z6cP8MQcTb0m-fMgBkSgVy1J_cszHDQ9xSw2B8HCRGVyHeOwaaCn_lNlQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Jason R. Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04100032875834342279noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-17077555815207334162008-10-17T22:30:00.000-07:002008-10-17T22:35:21.112-07:00No introduction needed for this one.....<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxWw_N2TYkmzujBXyMJ1bOTv7LGCuHgDKDT0Z8zBUsMyRhhoUryxGXbc6yFTPGpzOxIPn10WIFeBKMwHOI3Sg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09434489881489896842noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-80757117670304407942008-10-12T12:14:00.000-07:002008-10-12T12:19:38.202-07:00I am NOT a boyCora would like to state for the record that despite her clothes today, she is NOT a boy. Don't you see the cute little pink thing in her hair? Don't you?!<br /><br /><table style="width: auto;"><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Lby_35EOJX6BwvnZdWD8sQ"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/amber.d.clark/SPJMcO0Ou-I/AAAAAAAAA2c/bBPpyfJGM3A/s400/100_2158.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/FashionPlate">Fashion Plate</a><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br />Oh yeah, and there's a new photo set up about <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/Mobility#">mobility</a>. For now it's just the walker, but I'm sure we'll have various crawling, cruising, stumbling and toddling photos there not that long from now.Jason R. Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04100032875834342279noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-7789833298794291232008-10-07T23:09:00.000-07:002008-10-08T17:58:49.439-07:00Update and a Video BacklogBefore rolling to the photos and videos I've finally managed to eek out time for, I thought I'd give some updates on our favorite little girl.<br /><br />Coraline has been growing like a weed (in a good sense, not the "choking out all competing life" way... hmm, actually). She's six months old now, and weighs in at 18 pounds! We've got friends with kids over a year that aren't that big. Quite a change from the fifth percentile she was in early on.<br /><br />This month has seen a dramatic increase in her interest in the world around her. Amber got a walker from the second-hand store a while back, and that was the <span style="font-style: italic;">best thing ever</span>. Cora is finally getting to where we can set her in that for 15-30 minutes at a stretch (sometimes), and she'll happily go with it. A big component there is that she's discovered toys. Oh yes, she is no longer a stranger to the joys of Duckie, Ellie the elephant, Herr Mutt or plenty of other bright colored plastic friends. It's been amazing to watch that change--like a little light going on in her head that "Hey, what are these? They're fun. I want more!"<br /><br />She rolling over very proficiently, and even okay with spending some time on her belly. She hasn't figured out yet that if she just got her knees under her she could crawl to that toy that's just out of reach, but it can't be far off. Even without the full crawling, she's started inching around. Just last night we put her on a broad floor pad we got from Ikea, and while we weren't looking she managed to scoot off the edge of it. I'm excited and scared at the same time.<br /><br />Anyway, with that said, I've posted two new photo albums, <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/MoreFriendsAndFamily#">More Friends and Family</a> and <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/FashionPlate#">Fashion Plate</a>. First one is self-explanatory. Fashion Plate is all about catching Cora in our favorite outfits before she outgrows them, the little stinker!<br /><br />And last but certainly not least, here are some video clips for your enjoyment. I really ought to look into getting something to edit the videos, but hey, it's been a month since I downloaded stuff from the camera. I'm just glad I got anything done!<br /><br />Cora in her bouncy seat, now retired since she's too big!<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw6PWNMGfaqxGHBRYjGCjT8J8gz10UYuItNv0Q1nuWpMoWyj8VQTplLwEPIjeKnKT9n3JUqQ4I9mN7dpnVG9Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />I can't believe she's talking back to <a href="http://sirjohncooper.blogspot.com/">Aunt Sarah</a> already!<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyKxt9E2jKBynsWQiJ0_02lV1m2ikSlR3FBzXS6tzAYCsf69vpmo6aFry4Tj_0IepfHvvcy85stHz9uMfmd4g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Here she is, dancing away on the changing table<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy8a3AK24azq31q3pztksn7aPBufNn3Qgre90X-X6LGwz-fw1PYpalgTaxTTWP4PGMHbIcdHjEfUprRIXPnJw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Coraline finds her voice<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzL02fvbXC2RogrtVUwrRub0Dt7ALtJSlSbuhImXRe_2rwGkpAw741px-KvU1FWFX0O21uX8V8-XFt4myqcgw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Long clip of Coraline waking up. Unlike her parents, she's a morning girl, always greeting us with a huge smile when we come into the nursery.<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzwXwUnSuKzPiBj3zFXvAk7I30q7M5mUD3G9yNY4rDPjmUfFVlNLQW16y9oN8AwXUPt9ORX03YeDLYifBUzZg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Jason R. Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04100032875834342279noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-17808036669816638152008-08-29T16:54:00.000-07:002008-08-29T17:19:04.342-07:00Video PotpourriCora was so inspired by Phelps' performance in the Olympics, she just had to get in on the swimming action!<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz2BIkNYskwiB6gnVxhSEYjabh400a2H4Twr961lcKPPwMbtL5SSaiCdq4i21QA9oAmOaCdAgczBx39ylv5QQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Next up we see that just like the song says, waking up is hard to do. (What do you mean that's not what the lyrics say? Bah!)<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyF-3sOpOvfHoNSrcMVDS1WQAVnagV5S2JZL5hwnVy9IrDJTypZ65yrIolrVVHvbl4obXJ8BLNpC5Lg2dX2sw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />And lastly, you might need the volume up a little on this one. Aren't babies so nice and peaceful when they sleep?<br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzmPeT5OBYq9AJrEf7zYgCoP-Sjmpq96NU8LnVvBHVzbxcFJE4q7MWv2UBZN70u4jCTE6o7uwlLolNpUQztBQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Jason R. Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04100032875834342279noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-50062298465308284352008-08-17T17:42:00.000-07:002008-08-17T17:51:23.119-07:00Lounging around, having a bite to eat!Another couple albums up for you. First off is <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/LoungingAround">Lounging Around</a>, which features our favorite little cutie in a variety of relaxed situations--recliner, bath time, escaping from her swaddler. Good fun.<br /><br />Next on the docket is <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/FirstFood">First Food</a>, commemorating the special day on Friday when we finally introduced Coraline to some pseudo-solid food (rice cereal with formula to be specific.) In a special bonus, here's some video of her reaction as well.<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyLB42fzDc9dsqNKlUTTXj1bgcjtEy7owIz9nvyhYFRTow5kjLaTB0IO7FRTAmjcWpNtwp6GCmuenAuRign3A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />I think her expression at the end of the video makes plain how she felt about this whole "not drinking all my sustenance" thing.<br /><br />Don't worry, she'll get the idea eventually. We've added a bit of apple-sauce to the mix the next couple times, and that seems to smooth things over substantially.Jason R. Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04100032875834342279noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-65339532612068065392008-08-06T22:19:00.000-07:002008-08-06T22:25:49.981-07:00Even more picturesTwo new albums tonight. <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/AssortedCuteness">Assorted cuteness</a> is just that--bunches of shots of our little cutie, including some of my favorites where I was teaching her to <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/AssortedCuteness/photo#5231640778988472434">program</a>. She was <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/AssortedCuteness/photo#5231640755186894914">frowning</a> at my shoddy client-side scripting. Kids these days...<br /><br />Next is a couple new looks we were trying on for Cora: <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/CoraSNewLooks/photo#5231642297914913218">goth</a> and <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/CoraSNewLooks/photo#5231642326851177122">wild baby</a>. Seriously, can't I take my daughter to the company picnic without her getting tattooed?<br /><br />Amber took a bunch of pictures on her recent trip up to Montana. We'll try to get those up soon... maybe even with some video.Jason R. Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04100032875834342279noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-85213013335540065472008-07-25T20:12:00.000-07:002008-07-25T20:33:34.772-07:00Fresh pics! Come get your fresh pictures!After far too long of a hiatus, I've finally gotten some pictures 1) off the camera onto the computer 2) sorted, culled and variously shuffled and 3) posted on the intarwebs!<br /><br />Two new albums for your enjoyment. You can find the first at <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/Cousins">Cousins!</a>, which chronicles not one, but two different sets of cousins. Some are of <a href="http://sirjohncooper.blogspot.com/">John</a>, Coraline's cousin. Others are Amber's cousins, Jen, Kristen and Scott who came up to visit.<br /><br />The new album is <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/amber.d.clark/FriendsAndFamily">Friends and Family</a>, which includes various shots of our more immediate family, along with a few friends (hi Nate and Amy!)<br /><br />Anyway, there's more to come soon. Enjoy!Jason R. Clarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04100032875834342279noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1360648629691667262.post-69686076802761853182008-07-18T22:10:00.001-07:002008-07-18T22:41:12.436-07:00Poop cleanup on aisle three...So what is it about being out and about that prompts my kid to blow out her dipes?<br /><br />Is it that super-cute outfit I put her in just calling for the poo to come and get it? Is it the Murphy's law of poo that the more inconvenient the moment, the bigger the mess? Or could it just be something about the particular position she's in when she's in the car seat...maybe it mimics being on the pot (if so, potty training here we come!)?<br /><br />I dunno, but it seems to never fail, though today's incident in particular was really a best-case... strike that -- not too bad...scenario as these things go. <br /><br />I was near the checkout stand at IKEA and one of their family bathrooms was open. In case you haven't been there, the family bathrooms are one biggish room equipped with diapers (albeit too large for Munchie), wipes, and best of all -- an armchair for breastfeeding in private and relative comfort. Also, thanks to the cloth diaper under Cora in the car seat (keeps the poops and back sweaties at bay), she managed to escape soiling the seat by mere millimeters (unlike in the Great Poop-scapades...don't ask...suffice to say that there was liquid poo down in the base under the seat and I have gruesome pictures to document the whole thing). Unfortunately her dress was thoroughly soiled and as soon as I got her dipe off, she decided to become free-wheeling baby who was FULL of wiggles. I mean, really, how do you get pooed clothes off a wiggly baby without getting poo all over the place....including yourself? Oh well. At least she didn't pee all over the place too....again, don't ask (first dipe change in the car on first road trip nearly brought mama to tears).<br /><br />It kind of boggles the mind when you think about what we moms just consider SOP (standard operating procedure...or is that poopcedure?). Another day, another poop or spitup, or what-have-you. We moms are made of stern stuff. Suck it up and make it happen and all that...though I'm not nearly as balls-to-the-wall as my sis. You want to talk about making it happen and you've got my awesome sister, Sarah. She's fed and changed John in the craziest places cause that's what needed to happen at the time for her to have a life and keep her little guy from melting down. She even cleaned up an up-the-back blowout with only five wipes from one of those sample packs (kept in the bottom of the diaper bag for such emergencies) because she accidentally left her regular wipes at the pediatrician. Now that's what I call making it happen. Forget war stories about 'Nam...we moms could make any red-blooded soldier pale with stories of our ordinary days.<br /><br />So go forth and feel proud of yourself for your extraordinary ordinary day.Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09434489881489896842noreply@blogger.com4