Saturday, January 30, 2010
Heaven forbid I miss one of my three comments. Those things are gold. :)
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Favorite Friend: Sawyer. He lives right behind us which is SO nice and he’s all gentlemen. You’ve got great taste. He lets you have most of what you want and understands when you’re moody or even violent. What a guy. There’s a good chance he’ll be smaller than you as you grow up--- but that’s going to be the case with most boys thanks to your giant parents. Sorry. You’ll learn to appreciate it…. In college if not before.
Favorite DEMANDS: Fruit snacks! Movie! Chocolate milk! Bath! Princesses! These requests are always made with serious passion.
THANK YOU for taking good long naps and sleeping consistently solid 11-12 hour nights for most of your life so far. I have been blessed.
–Thank you for not figuring out how to climb out of your crib after you climbed out of your playpen. I was scared.
-Thank you for having such a wildly funny sense of humor at 2 and making silly faces and annoying but funny noises just to make me or daddy or Sophia laugh.
-Thank you for dancing with the cutest little round-bodied rhythm I’ve ever seen.
-Thank you for giving me the snuggles to push through any sleep-deprived day, and the lippy smooch of a skilled kisser.
-Thank you for promising you’ll keep those kisses for family only ‘till your 20.
-Thank you for loving your sister so much that you throw a gnarly FIT every time we drop her at Kate’s to play after school. My heart aches when you beg for her. Luckily it’s nothing a little left-over Halloween candy can’t fix.
-Thank you---THANK YOU for making this family as complete as it could possibly be right now. We are so thankful that Heavenly Father sent you our way. You are exquisite…..
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
Ok so I started this last night--- before Sophia peed the bed upstairs and I was forced to retire at a more appropriate time than I planned. Now it's morning, and Lacy's gone. :( On her way back to FL.
I love that girl.
I love my sister time--- and my mommy time...
they're like gold.
We saw Young Victoria last night with my mom. And short of my sister Melisa's company, it was a perfect estrogen-filled night for me--- the soul warming kind. The kind that fills your cantine for any drought in the near future and cleans out any emotional buildup that NON-girl time can bring.
After already having been teary during the movie, wrapped up in the love and the period, (I love those movies), missing my husband because Prince Albert was so nice like him :), (are you barfing yet at the way I talk about Ross lately, just wait 'till I'm pregnant again if you're the kind that thinks you have to be negative to be real, he seems to remember me being very much that way during pregnancy) then of course emotionally manipulated by the music during the credits.... (now gasp for some air after that horrible run-on sentence......... and... continue it)
my mom tripped down the stairs in the dark on the way out of the theatre and took a full tumble. While she only laughed hysterically about it, I burst my emotional bubble and cried nonsensically as I tried to see through my blurry, puddly eyes to pick up her scattered purse contents. Don't even know why it made me cry. Maybe because she just lost her mom which forces me to realize that SOME terrible day, that happens to most of us. So she looks just a little less invincible to me. And mom, maybe it's because you're getting old enough to miss the step when their lit like an airplane landing zone. Come on! ;) jk
This is one of those posts I'm afraid to even re-read because I'm not really sure what it's about. So maybe I won't.
Off to take some newborn photos this morning, then heading back home to the grind.
(The grind, of course being preschool carpool, photo-editing, and body pump...)
Life is good.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
This photo's a little sexy (or something) for my blog, but it had the best resolution I found.
Wanna see some more of our favorite supernatural teenie-bopper lovers set to a LOVELY song?
Got directed to this video on youtube that was put together to Lindsay Aline's song, Eye Contact. Turns out Ross grew up with Lindsay in Walnut Creek (or I guess more, her brother since she's like 10 years younger)-- but I was really impressed with her beautiful voice and wanted to support her new career! :)
I usually find myself pulled in by a song the second time around without realizing it... but this was one of those that put me in the clouds the first time-- telling the story of fresh love-- that fluttery, precious, nervousness you feel in the beginning-- really sweet.
She reminds me of Evanescence a little... that kind of voice-- really pretty and feminine but strong... check it out.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
And perhaps the bliss is mostly mine,--- but I'm gradually forcing my love of the rain on my girls. Pretty sure they'll see it my way after who-knows-how-many-years in this very UN-RAINY land we call home.
I love the rain. How it smells and sounds and makes things dark and then makes them seem SO much brighter after it's gone. How it leaves the whole world more clean and sparkly then it found us. (Except for our cars of course.) It's like a long lost friend, a special occasion dress (no--- that's not it at all-- I HATE special occasion dresses), the chocolate, chocolate-chip bundt cake my mom ONLY made for Birthdays that we got to eat on the fun transparent, glass, rectangle plates with the separate sections---- something rare and precious.
You catch my drift.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Guess we needed to see the whole family in aviators-- Look close at this one of Mila--- it doubles as a family portrait. We're ALL in there.
This one just makes me laugh. Ross was on his phone back there in the distance and I can almost hear Mila here "come in, come in agent daddy-- the eagle has landed and she is refusing to share her sippie..." is it just me?
Ahh--- Tuesday, back to the grind. Got my teeth cleaned today at the dentist and while I SWEAR I floss religiously each day, my wincing and bleeding led the hygienist to believe otherwise. So now I'm wondering what floss I'm supposed to use to give me gums of steel that won't bleed when scraped and stabbed repeatedly with a metal hook. Seriously.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
Why did I cry? Not really sure.
Guess it could have been the music (I can see your Halo Halo Halo...." it's very catchy and surprisingly, emotionally manipulative-- or do I just think that because I associate it with that killer dance on SYTYCD before they put two seasons back to back and I got sick of it?)
Or it could have been the simulative butt-kicking that makes me think of situations where I would actually have to kick some one's butt... and those usually involve defending/ avenging my kids (crying again just typing that... so maybe the case is closed. You see I have a problem.)
Or it could have been the realization that the image of the silly girl in the mirror whose tank was too tight for the lighting (my ego prefers my dark yoga class), and whose upper-cuts just looked like a crazy elbow-wiggle by the end, was indeed, me. I swear I feel like a kickboxing guru... a regular Billy Banks... a Million Dollar Baby. I feel like I'm moving JUST like the compact, high energy, DARLING little Asian girl who teaches the class, and then I catch a glimpse of my VERY non-Billy, non- Hillary, non-compact, non-little-Asian body in that blasted mirror. But I'm not that vain. I wouldn't cry over that--- would I?
It was probably that.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Oops-- I just checked her blog and that one spot is filled, but if she got 5 more or so, she'd do a Friday night workshop.... again, to all of my local friends with new cameras... a good way to figure out the camera once and for all and get to pick the brain a little of a killer photographer. Oh yeah and it's pretty affordable at $165.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
My battery died after these three photos--- so I haven't gotten a shot of Ross' bike, or the trailer for the girls.... or the other 100 photos of MY bike that I still want to take because... it's BEAUTIFUL! You must see more. Creamy blue... orange detail... (a basket to come)... I haven't been this excited about a toy since I was a kid. We ride the neighborhood and I'm sure I look like the happiest, cheesiest mom in the world while I eat bugs since I canNOT wipe the grin off of my face. Thanks for the Electra recommendation Missy--- it made the whole decision easier when we went into the bike store and saw them--- I'm in love...
Sunday, January 10, 2010
No but really. It's a good excuse to get a great photo of yourself in your husbands hands. For his office or just for your records (you're not always going to be this beautiful:)) ... or whatever. If it's something you've always kind of wished you had, act fast. It just occurred to me to offer this (well occurred to me through Bluelily's inspiration I should say) and I didn't leave us tons of time. :)
If interested, contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org. We'll talk clothes, locations, and other fun stuff. ;)
Friday, January 08, 2010
Thursday, January 07, 2010
Tuesday, January 05, 2010
unable to pass up the velvet tufts in blue. I guess I should just embrace it. I LA LA love blue!
Monday, January 04, 2010
Sunday, January 03, 2010
Look at these cheeks and then envy me for getting to smother my face in them every day... and then look at some more pics of our TWO WEEK Utah trip...
The girls wanted their cousins to meet them later... but it was too cold... too painful, and the horses were smarter than us and hiding some place (warmer, we assumed)... so we bundled them all for a "walk" that went across the street and lasted all of five minutes.
As lovely as that snow is... man that's tough with little ones. It's just so hard to not be able to get out during the day when somebody's grumpy. Our summers are painful, but water is never too far away. It's never a bad thing to grow a little appreciation for home right? But for a two week vacation... what a fun change of scenery. Utah has never looked quite so beautiful to me... I wish I'd booked some shoots to make me explore some of it!
Oh and speaking of shoots... check out a couple of new ones on the photoblog.
Friday, January 01, 2010
Mila, however, still won't touch the large, bearded man with a ten-footer. So Ross acted as a barrier so we could get a photo. Ahhh... Christmas morning. It was crazy and chaotic and still filled with it's share of fighting (of course my girls wanted the squeeze-the-legs-to-make-the-things-twirl-buzz-lightyear like Kai and Beau. Should have consulted.) But it was still so perfect and I'm pretty sure this is the beginning of many a magical Christmas for my kids. "Vicarious" has a whole new meaning in my life...
Me, I got my watch! I think Ross got 2 pictures of me Christmas morning and I wanted to cry when I saw them. So just trust me when I say I was there. Full of breakfast casserole and banana bread, and there. A little too there.
And on that note... New Year's Resolutions coming up! I might have to blog them this year to add SOME level of commitment. I think last year they were in my blackberry somewhere. Stay tuned. For real--- you'll feel good about yourself when you see how many I have and how I've probably had them (as in I haven't fully accomplished them) for the last 7 years. I mean really, what's the point anymore. But it's January and you got to go with the motivation while you've got it.
Happy New Year.