Friday, May 31, 2013


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

We have been vacationing in Colorado this week and enjoying every beautiful nook and cranny we can find. On Thursday, my parents took us on a short road trip to Hanging Lake trail near Glenwood Springs. It was a challenging hike for a novice and we started it right around Ed's nap time. With him strapped to my back like a little monkey in our Ergo, we worked our way to the top as he slept on and off. Every one else in our party offered several times to take a shift carrying Eddy but I just kept on chugging. Maybe it's having carried him in my belly and then pushing him out but I feel a very we're in this together spirit with this tiny human.

Papa started the hike down with him in tow but after fussing a bit, I put him back on and off to sleep he drifted again.


This week's photo was snapped by Papa with his phone.


Monday, May 27, 2013

Money Well Spent

A few weeks ago, mamacase industries did a little number crunching and decided to make its first big purchase - an iPad Mini! When it had been narrowed down to the right size and color, I announced the impending purchase. Tim told me which credit card I should use to which I replied, "No, no. I got this"


I was pretty excited to be making a big purchase with money I had earned. After being my own breadwinner since I was old enough to work, buying Father's Day and birthday gifts with money that technically Tim had earned was very weird. I know I know. I'm contributing to the family in immeasurable ways and blah blah blah but you know what I mean.

Well, these pictures are proof that it has been money well spent. In addition to business transactions and spreadsheets and composing this very post (insert nerd noise), we are taking full advantage of the Photo Booth app that we also have on our laptop but Hey, the iPad is so small and portable!


Aaaaand you're welcome.

I hope you had as fun of a long weekend with your special someones.




Friday, May 24, 2013


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

My boy, looking like a total baby after waking up from his nap. And this period of his life will go down as The Blurry Period. Constant motion until the moment he starts snoring.

I loved this babe in the fog last week. Totally dreamy. And these 3! All so beautiful.

Joining Jodi.

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Dear Eddy, Month 16

Dear Eddy,

Tomorrow you will be 17 months old. In a month you will be a year and half old. That's how some people say that age: a year and a half. And in a moment's time, you will be two. Oof.

My boy. My big boy. You are growing up in so many ways but are still very much a baby. You prefer to walk up stairs all by yourself but still want to hold my hand to go down them. You could tromp around the house all morning, testing out toys, but you stop to take breaks every now and then, backing up to sit in my lap. You explore playgrounds solo lately, studying big kids and taking daring steps, but you always look to me when you go down the slide, anticipating my applause. Growing into the very coolest kid I've ever known. My big little boy.

I've been very busy lately - which is good, so good. MamaCase Prints has taken over our dining room table which means that people are buying tiny tees.

Around the time that this all started, I promised that I would try to do the bulk of my work while you sleep. This has turned into a lot of work. It occurred to me recently that the only time I sit down on most days is when I drive or help put you to sleep.

For a minute, this resting time stressed me out. I would lie down with you and if it took longer than normal, seconds would audibly tick by in my head and my long list of things to do didn't shrink at all.

But then I remembered to do the number one thing that I've learned to do to make this parenting gig easier: breathe.

No matter how busy I am and how long my list is, there are two times a day that I can count on quiet. As I nurse you to sleep there is nothing else I can do but be still and available and I have learned to be grateful for that time. Very grateful. As much as I have to do there is nowhere I'd rather be than still with you.

Thank you for the guarantee of quiet time everyday. It is so needed and appreciated.

August, 2012 captured by alison eden

Growing, growing, and growing. Everyday. Not too fast.



Saturday, May 18, 2013


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

This is how I will remember Mother's Day, 2013: pretty peacock colors and a little boy that always says, "Uhpp!"

A break would be nice. A nap. A massage. Sure, those things would be nice but why not spend the day with the one that gave me this day, the one that calls me, "Mama!"

This is better than a nap anyway. Way better.

Last week, I swooned over this sweet pair peeking through colorful balls. And I'm absolutely in love with these sisters, one so cheeky and the other so new.

Thanks, as always, to Jodi.

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Happy Mother's Day

For you, my boy, I am eternally grateful. The day you were born I began my favorite and most important job.

More babies may come but you, Eddy Waymon, will always be the one that made me a mother.

I love today. I love that someone calls me Mama.

Happy Mother's Day, Mamas!

Saturday, May 11, 2013


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

We had a banner day over here yesterday - it was our first puddle splashing day! With long pants, sturdy shoes, and rain coats, we stomped outside and felt cool drizzle tickle our noses. Eddy thinks the American sign for "rain" is hilarious and that cars spraying up drops is even funnier.

Bravely, we made our way to the end of the driveway where an Eddy-sized stream had formed  and, looking up at me, he cautiously put one foot in and laughed. I showed my approval by doing the same and we found our rhythm, splashing down the street.

I left the front door open and Lucy joined us. She was a nervous wreck - of course - and kept dashing to the stoop looking at us like we were crazy.

After 10 minutes, we shuddered inside, took off our cold clothes, and wrapped up in warm towels.

Here in our parched city we are loving this rain. Our yard may look like a jungle but it sure is green.

Friday, May 10, 2013


This week, we are obsessed with Hug.

For those of you that aren't familiar with Jez Alborough's sweet story, it's a simple book of few words about a baby chimp that sees lots of other animal pairs hugging and it makes him long for a hug from his mom.

We checked it out from the library along with a stack of other books and Eddy took to it right away. After reading it to him a couple of nights in a row, he started to express sympathy and voice the same emotions that I did as I read it, getting sad when Bobo was distraught and happy when Bobo finds his mom.

This became our favorite party trick and we would have our family members read Hug to him when they came over. He got better and better at expressing emotions each time we read it. Then he started anticipating what was coming on the next page, saying, "HUG!", "Bobo!" and "Mama!" at the right time.

{Crank the volume to hear the fake tears!}

It's a stretch but I'm gonna go ahead and say he's reading.

My sweet, smart boy with a big heart.

Obsessed. Both of us.

Thursday, May 9, 2013

The Dreaded Car Nap

Is there anything worse than when they fall asleep on the way home TEN MINUTES BEFORE NAP TIME??

Of course there is. There are lots of things that are worse.

But this totally blows.

Eddy took a ten minute car-nap yesterday, and then zonked out again while running an errand later in the afternoon which made bedtime extra exciting!

I guess he's gotta keep us on our toes.

Little turd.

Sunday, May 5, 2013


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

papa's chair

Oh Blog, I miss you. I've had a very busy but very good few weeks printing shirts and getting them into the hands of happy customers. I made a commitment a few months ago not to work while the babe is awake and I've stayed pretty true to that. 

During an unseasonably, un-Texas-y frigid day this week, we turned the heater on and made our house into a playground, crawling through tunnels and shrieking as we ran from room to room. It felt so good to collapse on the floor in fits of laughter but we had a lot of 'splainin' to do when Papa got home from work. We had done quite a number on the shred of order that was left in the house.

Our weekend has come and gone, we did nothing but hang together today, and the coming week is a bit slower.

Inhale, exhale. Give thanks.

How cool is this babe from last week? And I'm pretty sure Eddy wants to date her in the future.

Sitting on the couch, scrolling through sweet portraits of incredible babes from around the world is something I so look forward to every week. Thank you, Jodi.