Two years old

Biffle* and I were reflecting this evening on the fact that two years ago right now, we were in the hospital--all three of us, although one was still in the box.  What an interesting few days, with husbands of random colleagues performing anal swabs and all sorts of other humiliating stuff happening.  August 24, 2008, Maybelle Biffle-Piepmeier exited her formerly cramped housing and became an inhabitant of the outside world. My mom and brother Trey came to Charleston this weekend for a low-key second birthday celebration.

Maybelle has--apparently in typical two-year-old fashion--decided she will eat about three different things, and that's it. She's resistant to new foods, so here was her initial response to her birthday cake.


She's half Piepmeier, though, so she rallied and started digging in.


So that you can see how 2010 Maybelle's life is, here's a picture of her signing and saying the word "cold" very dramatically as she's eating her ice cream. Note that her Uncle Trey is taking a picture of her with his iPhone, while I take a picture of him taking a picture of her. I'm sure Trey tweeted or gowalla-ed her.  Meta-levels of representation here. Very normal stuff for the Ween, who has a Flickr page, a Vimeo page, and a fair amount of blogging devoted to her.  In fact, she has her own Twitter page, although she doesn't have much to say there.  Yet.


It's hard to believe that she's been here two years. And yet life before her seems so, so long ago and far away.  It's good stuff to have a baby.  Particularly this baby.  And the older she gets, the more fun she is.  Happy birthday, Maybelle!

*You're all familiar with Biffle again, since he's just posted four posts--four!--in a row.  He still, however, has not told the story of when he knocked his tallywhacker off.