You know you're a mom if you go to fix your dessert (a key lime/greek yogurt treat. My new invention and new fave, by the by. Uh-may-zing.) and realize that you're out of graham crackers to make the crumbled graham topping, the most crucial of ingredients, so you decide to dig around in the secret stash of baby snacks in ...
What’s better
than a Saturday night that starts with a cocktail made from Champagne and St. Germain, and ends with this ? Not too much, I say!
A day of firsts
This week, we had a day of firsts. I changed my very first poopy diaper in a public bathroom. It kinda sucked. Five minutes later, my Mommom treated my little girl to her very first $7 dollar hotdog, at our very favorite lunch spot. That was kinda awesome. And, when I asked my little girl how she liked her fah-ncy doggie, ...
Rose Colored Glasses
originally published on Little Four Eyes It has been 10 days since my sweet girl got her glasses. On day 1, I hated them. She looks different. People are looking at her differently. She’s not used to them. Are they uncomfortable? Is she still the same little girl? Of course she’s the same little girl. What is ...
Those Gleeks ain’t got nothing on us,
because my girl and I just totally killed it with our impromptu mash-up of "Old McDonald" and "Row Row Row your boat". Killed it. And yes, we totally won Regionals. Totally. E-I-E-I-O.
“I love your hair!
You look like a Princess! It's like you're my fair maiden!" -Reason #11224 why I'm so glad he's mine.
Girlie girls 4eva
When I first wrote about the joys of having a daughter a whole, long year ago, I never could have imagined that just one summer later, having a fellow girliegirl, who insisted on picking out my polish color last night, would mean I'd have these bad boys goin on. Ahh well, you win some, you ...
Then and Now
This is what love looked like in 2006 This is what love looked like last month. Our love has grown up with us. And hey, we grew a baby together. And perhaps our love has grown a bit more wrinkly with age, and grown to need glasses, and maybe it's grown some wear around the seams, but oh, how our love has grown.
On this Saturday night last year,
this was happening. My water broke, my contractions were three minutes apart, my mom and dad and husband and I were crowded in a small, somewhat scary delivery room, as we braced ourselves to meet our girl. Tonight, I split a piece of pizza with my daughter, and made two dozen cupcakes, and constructed my girl's favorite character out of fondant, and my mom ...
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