Tuesday, February 26, 2013


 A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2013.

concentration // drool

This is who you are these days.

Participating in the 52 photo project.


Friday, February 22, 2013


This week, I am obsessed with your little hands.

We have logged some miles, practicing that first solo step that is oh so near. And ooo boy are you strong. You have the power in those tiny little fists to steer 2 adults on either side of you in whichever direction you please. You prefer to blaze your own trail, touching trees and closely inspecting the tiniest of flowers, for minutes upon minutes upon dozens of minutes.

That grip of yours seems to be just tight enough for you to remain steady but loose enough so that I feel I could let go of you at anytime but when I try you just squeeze harder.  

It is the exactly the amount of squeeze to send a lump up to my throat. I know that I will want you to hang on for longer than you'll need.

And this week, you are also obsessed with your same sweet hands. Not only are they soft and chubby and oh so important for balance and sustenance but there is also brilliance in those hands. You made your first sign ("milk") when you were 7 months old and now have your own version of about 7 signs. You have been signing "more" since about 8 months by clapping your hands together. A few days ago, you perfected the sign and started doing it exactly right.

More milk, more water, more laughing, and...


My other favorite sign of yours right now is "help" which I show you by making a thumbs up on top of an open, flat hand. You caught on right away and now ask for help opening, lifting, and turning by clapping a clawed hand against a flat hand.

Those hands of yours. I knew they were something good from the very first squeeze. And now they are helping you learn and grow.

Obsessed. Both of us.

Thursday, February 21, 2013


A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2013.

*another iphone photo

Our beautiful city has so many good spots, like this one. We were shopping around the corner and popped up the hill for a sunny picture break.

Participating in the 52 photo project.



{Catching up!}

A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2013.

My friend, Ali (she takes all of the incredible professional pictures that have been up on the blog), has told me that the best camera is the one you have with you which is usually my phone so the next 2 weeks of photos aren't as crisp and vibrant as they would be from the big, fancy camera but they are of my boy so they are still beautiful.

This photo was one of my favorites from our New Orleans trip. He may not remember his first taste of powdered sugar off of a beignet but I know I won't.

So so sweet.

Participating in the 52 photo project.


Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Do Whatcha Wanna

{This post would best be enjoyed while listening to this indelible ditty. Press play!}
Do Whatcha Wanna by Rebirth Brass Band on Grooveshark

We experienced Mardi Gras in New Orleans last week. It was magic.

Our friends, Brandon and Tara, picked us up from the airport and we headed straight to our first parade. They have a friend that lives on a parade route. We sat on the sidewalk just beyond the beautiful stoop of his shotgun house and waved at the floats that were close enough to touch.

Eddy caught on immediately and embraced every single thing that was thrown at him, pointing out all of his stuffed animals' eyeballs ("aye-bow!").

I said it was magic, right? Tim and I just kept looking at each other and smiling. It was the Mardi Gras that dreams are made of.

We came away from this parade with four (FOUR) reusable grocery sacks of beads, cups, and toys that we shoved into the Bob along with a cooler. On the way back to the car, we bounced and laughed and I exclaimed that if no other parade worked out that I would be okay. My Mardi Gras cup runneth over.

Eddy fell asleep at 5:30 that night and was out until 8:00 the next morning. We had beignets for breakfast, took a drizzly day nap, and then made our way out for our second night.

The kids have these ladder rigs with seats on top for the very best view.

Night two was amazing in a whole different way. We watched two evening parades and all of the floats were illuminated.

My favorite part of this parade - and Eddy's - was that there was a marching band in between just about every float. Eddy loved the baton girls with their sparkly outfits. Uh oh. And apparently "Cold-hearted Snake" by Paula Abdul is huge with marching bands right now. We heard it more than once. (Where do I know that song from? Oh yeah... I wore that cassette out in the 80s.)

It was chilly and gray, a few rain drops hit our heads, and not a single person cared. Again, magic.

When we started out for the parade earlier in the day, I declared definitively that we needed no more float stuff. But I don't know what happened. As soon as they start creeping by, people in masks with their hands full of beads that say, "You know you want it!", and everyone's hands go up in the air, something just takes over. Eddy came away with a few toys that light up ("Ooon!") and we left the rest of the beads behind.

And then Harry Connick Jr's float came up and stalled right in front of us and I did that thing - that thing that people in a crowd do when the president walks by - where I held my baby up just so that he'd look our way. And it worked! He turned to his daughter beside him and said, "Hey, look at the baby!" Oh yeah.

On our last day, Tuesday, we made it to 2 more parades in the morning. Just about everyone in New Orleans has the day off so the number of spectators tripled as lawyers and bankers stood shoulder to shoulder with teachers and students. It was packed. And still, everyone was happy.

Magic. All of it. New Orleans has always been one of our favorite cities but this was beyond. I'm not exaggerating when I say that every person in the city was in the spirit. Mardi Gras is not Bourbon Street and boobs. It is a city-wide celebration full of music and food and costumes. Just like I love wishing people Happy New Year, people everywhere wish each other Happy Mardi Gras.

I was so happy I could've cried. I hope that we get to go back again and again. And I hope that it is still magic.

Thank you, Brandon and Tara, for always welcoming us and giving us a cozy place to rest our bones. And thank you, New Orleans, for letting us do what we wanna. It felt so good.

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Happy Love Day!

We have had a very busy past few days and are so happy to be back home. I will post about our amazing trip to New Orleans soon!

Until then, just know that you are lovED.

Happy Valentine's Day! Tell everyone that you love that you love them.

Love ya!

Friday, February 8, 2013


This week, I'm obsessed with this:

Playing it so cool - and it worked!

8 years ago, I had dinner with this boy named Tim and when he told me that his favorite album was Revolver by The Beatles I knew he would be my boyfriend. A few months later, I knew he would eventually be my husband. And now he's my baby daddy and the best parenting partner I could have dreamed of.

Love ya, Timmy.

And this week, Eddy is obsessed with his brain. Okay, I'm pretty obsessed with it too. It is learning, sponging, expanding, soaking, trying, testing, calculating, figuring, growing, challenging, guessing, manipulating, and celebrating more than ever before.

He has started nodding "yes" and has his own version of the sign for "help". When he cruises from the couch to the ottoman, he usually just drops to his knees to get to the next point but now he stands for a moment, steadying himself and it seems as though he's thinking of other possibilities besides crawling. First steps soon?

Your brain! A beautiful thing.

Obsessed. Both of us.

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Dear Eddy, 13 months

Dear Eddy,

When I was packing away Christmas decorations I came across a card from a former student that was signed "I love you OKAY." It made me smile just as it did when she gave it to me years ago. She wasn't a girl that wore her heart on her sleeve so I held onto those words and I certainly believed them since she sealed them with an emphatic OKAY.

I asked your dad a few weeks ago if he thought you loved us, if you know what love is. He said he wasn't sure but we agreed that you are happy when you're with us. I know that you need us and that we bring you all of your comfort but do you love us?

It occurred to me that when you do know in your heart what love is that you will still never know how much I love you. I know that children love their parents and that this love sees many changes and forms as it grows and matures but because you did not love me from a seed as I did you and since you are my child, you will never know how full my love is.

Someday you may become a parent and maybe then it'll occur to you that the love you feel for your own is the same love that I feel for you. It is a love that is limitless, boundless, always expanding.

In the time that I have known you, I have thought that today couldn't get better and that my heart cannot hold more. But then tomorrow comes and I prove myself wrong. I wonder if time has to speed up when you are a parent because if it were to move through each day slowly then we might be too overwhelmed with all the love packed into the small moments.

There is enough love in every day, every hug, every laugh, every fall, every bump, every tear, every thing big and small - enough love to fill an ocean.

I hope that you will know this always and that you will grow to understand it.

For now, just trust me when I say I love you OKAY.


Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Gifts of Loooove

You know what I love? Love. Love it. The day for Looooove is almost here and I like making things that look pretty on the computer so I combined my love for love and my love for making things that look pretty and made this gift guide! Even better - every gift is $50 or less.

For wee:
• How about a mamacase print Valentine's Day onesie? Duh. So cute (if I do say so) and so original.
• And these sweet stacking hearts are great for a little learner.
• Have you seen Hello Apparel? My screen printing idols.
• If you have a kid and a four-legged friend then you need this book.

For she:
• A beautiful card with a sweet sentiment will go a long way. Trust me.
Cupid's arrow might do the trick.
• I for real can't even stand how cute this tape dispenser is.

For he:
The John Lennon Letters is a beautiful collection that offers a personal view of one my favorite geniuses.
• Noah Marion makes beautiful leather goods right here in Austin.
• Each time you buy one of these 1:face watches a donation goes towards a very worthy cause.

For me:
I actually really really don't want anything because we are taking a trip before Valentine's Day TIM, but if I did...
• Who doesn't want their house to smell like Anthropologie. And this jumbo candle lasts forever.
• I don't wear dress-up jewelry often but I know a certain little boy that would love to play with this necklace while I wear it. Plus I think it's pretty.
Polka dots are in for spring and I can't wait. They go with everything.

Feel the love? Hurry, only 9 days until the big day!

Monday, February 4, 2013


A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2013.

This is how Saturday morning began:

Five more minutes, Mom.

 And then it turned into this:
The dogs at the park were so intrigued by this interesting creature and the creature was more than happy about the attention.

Participating in Jodi's 52 week photo challenge and loving it.

Sunday, February 3, 2013

Say Thank You Sunday

She's a MOM, y'all:

Being that I carried a baby at the same time as her, and that we both grew up in Houston, and that we were both born in September of 1981, I kinda feel a special connection with this gal. Although the similarities pretty much end there. She KILLED it tonight. Best halftime show ever. I'm kind of emotional about it right now. Need to watch is again (and again and again)? I know I do. Click here to relive the magic.

And Eddy? Well he's been in love since he could hold himself up.

He couldn't take his eyes off of her tonight. He danced as hard as he could and signed 'hot' when the pyrotechnics went off, very concerned about his crush.

Stephanie - I'm so happy for you right now.

This week, we are thankful for:

buttered bread
sleeping with the windows open
a house full of noise and friends
our boy's growing brain
a clean house
everything working out
Orange Crush
Lucy's happy place
waking up with a smile on our face - and in our face

Super Bowl bath time, windows down and Bowie turned up, clean Lucy, February fridge, shades on, first crush, lights out party, pals on sunday morning, weekend errands

What are you thankful for this week?

Friday, February 1, 2013


This week, I'm obsessed with this: (It may take a second to load but it's worth it. If it shows up blank, refresh. And there is only sound for about the first 25 seconds.)

You woke up at 1 am last night and just wanted to chat for a minute. My favorite jibber jabber right now is "whutah whutah whutah". About 10 seconds after I stopped recording this, you were back in Dreamland, snoring away.

And this week, you are obsessed with climbing.

We were playing in your toy room last weekend and I walked out of the room to wash my hands. I heard a weird sound that I didn't recognize (I pride myself on knowing what all of your toys sound like from the other room) so I walked back in to find you perfectly settled on top of your table. I thank Grandpa Gus for building such a sturdy, stable table. You were quite proud of your achievement and you have since worked on perfecting it everyday, attempting to climb anything and everything, even tiny wobbly toys that were definitely not made for climbing.

My daring, little billy goat. I'm in trouble.

Obsessed. Both of us.