There may be a time in your life, when you're serving your 11 month old baby dinner, and you watch her feed herself bite after bite of matzohball soup, and you say "Yeah!! Look at you! You're eating matzohballs! Matzohballs" and you watch her beam and you say "Can you say that? Can you say 'balls'"? Yes. There may come a ...
On family dinner.
To me, family is everything. Ev. Er. Y. Thing. My family is why my heart beats and what makes me smile. There are few things in my life that I cherish as much as our family dinners. You see, in my close, connected family, one of the ties that binds us is comprised of what is in front of us; ...
Just witnessed:
Two small girls; one pink and pudgy and human, the other a furry golden brown, sitting next to each other on the couch. The baby girl stood up on the cushions, craned her neck around so that she and her puppy were face to face, and planted a kiss, smack on the doggy's lips. The puppy kissed and kissed and ...
last night/bedtime/as you fell asleep in my arms/a haiku
When we rock to sleep, we are the sole two souls, dear, in this grand, grand world.
I turned my back for one second…
Two days ago, I turned my back for one second, just to write an email, and when I turned back around, the baby was wearing my bra. Yesterday, I turned my back for one second, just to fold the laundry, and when I turned back around, my baby had a pair of my underwear on her head. Just now, I turned ...
crazy love.
Earlier today, as I drove home, listening to Elvis Costello's "Brutal Youth, I got nauseas. You see, this tape (and yes, I listen to an audio cassette tape version of this album.) was my drive-time staple during the summer that I was pregnant. I'd shout "Sulky Girl" at the top of my lungs, as my body succumbed to ...
(J)appily Ever After
a very FFJD guest post. So, sit down with a big box o' Rice Krispies and enjoy!
Lucky.
Yesterday, my daughter became 11 months old. 11 is my lucky number. Lucky is the name of the song I sang to my husband, in the car, on our way down to our wedding rehearsal. It's now 4:11. Make a wish. Yesterday, my daughter became 11 months old. Yes, 11 is a lucky number, after all.
Stamp it. Right here.
My husband and daughter out on a special Saturday morning date = Me, in bed, watching "Morning Glory", under the covers, all by my lonesome-- With no one to answer to, nowhere to be and nothing to do. This kind of laze and luxury has become so foreign to me that I feel as though I literally need a Passport ...
Scenes from the Nest
Three things you should know about me: I love feathers (yes, you already know that, but I am just further emphasizing my love for all things bird.) I love my family. (which, I mean, duh.) I love photos. More accurately, I am obsessed with photos. I love taking pictures. I love looking at pictures. I love reminiscing over pictures. So yes, feathers, ...
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