can your pig fly?

more than just tears!

This picture probably won't be as funny tomorrow, but right now it is. Rollin loves to climb up on the counter and drink water from the faucet. I feel like a broken record for how many times I tell him to just ask me for a glass of water. Today I think he was in a bit of a hurry and pulled the lever all the way down. He got totally soaked. We have some serious water pressure and he found that out the hard way...again. He was so upset and literally started wailing, which is a little bit obnoxious, so I had to laugh and, of course, document the moment.

Mom

We've been going through lots of boxes this year. One night I went upstairs to the library and saw that Zig had unpacked and displayed these pictures. It's amazing how one image can take you back and bring forth such emotion. These are just ordinary pictures, and I've seen them before, but now they mean more. I am very near the same stage of life now as my mom was in these pictures. I want to study every detail. I am 7 in this first picture and mom is 32. These pictures make me feel torn inside. Happy at the amazing childhood I had, and a little sad at how quickly this phase of life passes. I know how my mom loved these days with children at her feet. And I do too. I know the years flew by for her, as they seem to be for me. And I know she misses these days when we were all still home. The noise, the messes, the late night chats, all of it. Without a doubt, I will too.

She might not miss those striped socks that coordinate perfectly with her outfit though!




I am blessed to have an amazing mother. There are many words to describe her, but possibly the best, is selfless. She would give and do anything for her children, and always has. She loves us all unconditionally and equally, and we know and appreciate that so much. She has a strong character and a personality that makes even those who've just met her feel like they've been friends for years. She's warm, and loving, and genuine. And let's not even get started on how much the grandkids adore her.

She's also an unbelievably good sport. We all like to tease Mom...maybe a little too much (because sometimes it's just too easy)! I'm not sure I would take the amount of joking she does with such a good nature. But she does, and she laughs right along with us....when she gets the joke that is ;) And now that I mentioned her laugh. I love it. When I think of Mom, I can hear her laugh. She laughs a lot and I love that too.

It's her 39th birthday and I wanted to let her know how wonderful I think she is.

I love and miss you, MOM!!!!

nina in red

natural sun, no flash. yes, the sun has been shining a TON in seattle. love it!

sisters

Not much makes me happier than seeing my kids show kindness to one another. As a parent, I want so much for my children to get along, to be the best of friends, and to help one another. I'm pretty sure there will always be the occasional bickering and sibling rivalry while they are young, but moments like these are the ones I want to hang on to. I know just how special it is to have a sister and I'm so thankful Sela and Nina have one another. Sisters are special.

When you have a sister, you have a best friend for life. I can't imagine life without mine.

Debating

The right throw pillows are so hard to fine. I found a set for my kitchen sofa last year that I love. The colorways are amazing. I'm still on the hunt for pillows for other parts of the house. I've had a pair of these pillows in my online cart for over a week. I look at them everyday and I still love them. Orange is a color I never tire of, specifically poppy. But I can't tell if these are more orange than poppy. Hmmm. Decisions, Decisions.

9 Months

On the move.
In the mouth.
No more baby food.
Must feed self.
Shorter naps.
Shutting fingers in drawers.
Flipped out of highchair!
Attempting stairs.
Pulling up on any and everything.
Laughing, laughing, laughing.
Impossible at church.
2 of the cutest little bottom teeth.
Stranger anxiety.
Kisses. Lots of them.
Nice, big open-mouthed slobbery kisses.
No amount of nursing could ever be enough.

Yes, our little Evan is 9 months old.






*yes, that's a dinosaur sticker on my arm. rollin insisted I wear it all day long.