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Linus has been going to work. Sometimes he makes movies and sometimes he takes photographs.


Here are his photos he took over the past couple of weeks:

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Kevin is at work and Linus asked me yesterday, “Where is my father?”. We had his father’s good company for three days and there is always those few days after the separation that are… difficult. I am noting this pattern. And by noting this pattern I am getting through it easier. I am accepting that every second word out of Linus’s mouth is no. I am getting over the fact that he won’t eat my chocolate banana cake and thai noodles I made especially for him. Can you believe it?

So I reach back to all the parenting classes I took and remember sensory play is good during days like this (because watching motorcycles jumping on ramps is not). Right. There was a storm so after his nap Linus took an umbrella and played on the porch. I told him there was a big storm. He said “Its not a storm, its a dream”. Then we mixed colors which as you can see turned into something else. He is now taking a bath and I am quickly writing and posting this. After he will be clean and maybe we take a walk before we eat our dinner. I made spinach artichoke dip with bagel chips and avocado toast.

I am prepared for him to reject it all. I am prepared for this storm.

To put it simply: Skateboarding is what makes the world go around.

It almost 2012 here in New Orleans. I was looking through some of the photos from our recent trip to California. I found this one of Linus standing on a rock. This is the rock Kevin used to stand on as a kid. I asked Linus to stand there the morning we were leaving for the airport. And he did. I love the way he stands there. Can you see him clutching his skateboard? Do you see that look in his eyes?

Those of you who don’t know, we have moved out of our apartment by the university about two weeks ago. We were going to move into our new apartment, but unforeseen circumstances have sent us living in a loft apartment in the French Quarter.

We have found many things we love and many things we don’t love as much about the Quarter.

We love that there is music somewhere at any given time, and you can just stumble upon it when you go grocery shopping. We love beignets. We love the Croissant Cafe. We have been enjoying taking gigantic walks around town. We love that there are horses on the street.

The French Quarter (or specifically the part where we live) could be an island, I have been talking about visiting. Do you remember that conversation? You know when I said I want to live away from any phones, computers, internet? I take it back.

We struggle with parking and are starting to get used to the strange noises at all hours of the night. After all this is a living, moving, breathing city. That never really sleeps.

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More photos of Linus in the Quarter here.

We went to Sucrè  for sorbet, coffee, milkshake and tiny heart shaped chocolates. A very nice person gave us a gift certificate there, so we had no other choice but to go there. It is with utmost certainty that we will return.

We had the very worst of weeks. We got sick. Then we got a little sicker. Would it not be for our magical pediatrician friend, this week would have been a disaster.

We also miss our friends, our house and our city. Its so hard to be objective about one’s own misery. Its big. Its uniquely yours to wallow in. A deep deep wonderful pool party. But today I was reminded that the time will has come to move on.

We took Linus to City Park to ride on the trains. He was a mess. I was a mess. (Kevin was the glue. As always). Linus staggered towards the dodge cars which he is too young to drive. He stood at the bars and watched. And watching him I realized.  This tiny moment of anguish he was feeling, was big. His big.

After much deliberation we have decided to not return to Los Angeles for the fall. Those who have had to listen to me talk this through way too many times will know that this was a tough decision. I am now officially sick and tired of making important decisions. I am now taking a break. A break from making decisions that is. Is it possible? Probably not, but it feels good to take a stand against the whole process.

Our plan is attend Cottage in the Summer/Fall of 2012. Until then we are here in New Orleans.  So please come visit us. Lots. Anytime. We can’t wait to see you.

ps: I have a new photography blog, if you care to check it out. (I know this is meant to be a blog only about Linus, but the success of the photo blog is directly related to him, I fear.)

Dorka and Kevin

This is a blog about our son Linus. We will post photos, videos, etc for family and friends.

Dorka es Kevin

Ez egy blog itt a fiunkrol Linusrol. Kepek, videok es stb csaladnak es baratoknak.

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Special thank you to Grandmama Kati for doing all the translations for us.

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