taking a bow

Phoebe was flitting around the kitchen while I was trying to get a picture of her very first french braids. After her dancing I asked her to take a bow....voila!...a perfect picture of her (not quite symmetrical) french braids.

I was able to do this braiding by persuading her with a little Charlie and Lola while she was eating her favorite breakfast; oatmeal and yogurt.

Love, Love, Love

My newest creative cohort (WP) and I sauntered around town a couple weekends ago with the cutest engaged couple. WP and I were clad with as much photography gear as we could find laying around the house and we 'played' photographer. All 4 of us had a smashing time....and in the end we got a few good shots. Here are some of my favorites...

There are a *few* more here. (ok, more than a few....but we cut the number down significantly!!) This is the start of a fun adventure, WP and I are planning more ways to find space for the creative.

{this moment}

we went on a picnic today. a warm, beautiful, friday afternoon. the mister started his weekend early!

Happy Valentine's Day

She is cooking up something extra sweet!

*LOVE*

sending Love - ly - ness

I saw this print yesterday and just had to get it for someone...that someone is my LOVELY Sister (in-law). She* always looks trendy, cute, together, and all around Lovely! She has a birthday coming up, and she almost has a brand new(ly renovated) house to move into so I am hoping there is a place for this sweet little print.

I Love the idea of hanging this in the bathroom just as a reminder that who you are looking at IS Lovely.

Happy Birthday Sis, this is on its way!

*SIL rarely reads this blog so I am am fairly certain I won't spoil the surprise. Not to mention she is really busy with that house.

back to the beach

a little treat I made for my niece. a place to stash her treasures and hopefully the sand will sift its way out through the screen. its in the mail...happy birthday Big Red!

in my dreams

Today I spent nap time dreaming of a vacation to a beach in the dead of winter. Too bad we have to buy 3 tickets these days, those prices don't really work in my favor as I put together my plea to the mister. Maybe I will just bake some bread to warm the house up.

{this moment}

one of many sweet moments yesterday when P was entertained by S and S, it was like they were all BFFs.

{this moment} inspired by SouleMama.

The Glam

Friends, it is Movie time again! I am sure you all remember when the mister and I had time (B.P.) and we would go see all the Best Picture nominees. Well, we haven't been able to do that since P and, honestly, with 10 Best Picture nominees I don't think we could! Who has that much time? (Or that many babysitters?) We hope to see a few movies between now and the Awards Show on February 27th just so we can follow the opening sequence. (The hosts are Anne Hathaway and James Franco, which I am thrilled about but apparently I am one of the few.)

To the best of my recollection, I have only seen three movies in the theater since the last Oscars; Harry Potter, Twilight's Eclipse, and Voyage of the Dawn Treader. I am kind of embarrassed to write that list but it is the truth. At least Harry got a few nods from the academy.

Looking forward to the red carpet and all that glam that will surround February 27th!

little Favorites

P has been loving this little set of books she got for Christmas, Little Hoot, Little Oink, and Little P. She has had Little P since she was born but since getting these companion books she has found a new love for these sweet 'twisted' stories. Little hoot can't believe his parents make him stay up so late, all Little Oink wants to do is stay clean, and Little P would just like some broccoli for dinner! If you have a little one, these stories by Amy Krouse Rosenthal are fantastic with beautiful images by Jen Corace.

3 is a Magic Number

This sweet song that I first heard on Elizabeth Mitchell's cd, You are my Sunshine, has become our family's *song*. It is a sweet little tune that makes me love our little unit that much more!

Three is a magic number,
Yes it is, it's a magic number.
Somewhere in the ancient, mystic trinity
You get three as a magic number.

The past and the present and the future.
Faith and Hope and Charity,
The heart and the brain and the body
Give you three as a magic number.

It takes three legs to make a tri-pod
Or to make a table stand.
It takes three wheels to make a ve-hicle
Called a tricycle.

Every triangle has three corners,
Every triangle has three sides,
No more, no less.
You don't have to guess.
When it's three you can see
It's a magic number.

A man and a woman had a little baby,
Yes, they did.
They had three in the family,
And that's a magic number.

fashion links

A fashionista I am not, but for some reason I think a lot about what I wear; it has to be comfy and toddler friendly, flattering and cute. Every time I think I am set on clothes for a while I get bored with the uniform I have created for myself so I have been looking around for a few ideas to spruce up the dreary cold winter.

source: WWD

What do you think...is the fashion pendulum swinging? Will Skinny jeans be left out in the cold?
I have been eyeing these guys; not exactly bell bottoms but not skinny either.

How many of you shop at Forever 21...I haven't ever shopped there (where have I been?) but I have been looking for a skirt to complete my winter wardrobe and thinking this might be the place to go.

Somewhere in my blog reading I came across this fun blog, I love the graphics and the sweet outfits that I would never wear fully but like to look for ideas.

For the next few days I will stay focused on just staying warm. Happy Friday

Rhythm

Getting back to the *everyday rhythms* after Christmas and New Years has been a bit of a struggle, but it is oh so necessary for this momma and little one. The bread is a good sign that we are on our way back.

Pretty in Pink at the Park

We had the park to ourselves New Year's Day! It was a balmy, cloudy day- great day to be outside.

When I got home and looked through these pictures, I couldn't believe how old P looks. And I love that she was rocking the John Elton glasses all day New Year's Day.

Cheers to 2011

Welcome to 2011!

The end of 2010

To everything there is a season, and
a time to every purpose under heaven:

A time to be born, and
a time to die;
a time to plant, and
a time to pluck up
that which is planted;

A time to kill, and
a time to heal;
a time to break down, and
a time to build up;

A time to weep, and
a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and
a time to dance;

A time to cast away stones, and
a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and
a time to refrain from embracing;

A time to get, and
a time to lose;
a time to keep, and
a time to cast away;

A time to rend, and
a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and
a time to speak;

A time to love, and
a time to hate;
a time of war; and
a time of peace.

Ecclesiates 3: 1-8

What will the New Year have for us? What will our Lord have for us?

funk

I am in an after-Christmas-funk. It may be an after-Christmas-before-New-Years-funk, I am not sure.

Our house is full of stuff that needs to be put away, some of it is new and needs to find a home, but a lot of it just stuff that needs to be put away. Dishes from two nights ago (and everything since) sit in the sink wishing someone would just wash them already. New toys sit with old toys wondering what shelf will be there home. This two-week old cold is still resting in my sinuses hoping to be banished by the New Year. Do I sleep, or put things away? Either way I feel like I need more time. Part of why it is so overwhelming is because there is just so much, when I try to start in on one project another catches my eye and I am paralyzed by it all. This is a serious case of post-adrenaline-shut down.

I feel it in my fingers, I feel it in my toes, The FUNK is all around us.

I trust the energy will come back...

Happy Birthday Jesus

Joy to the world, the Lord is come!

read to me

her love for books is infectious as she climbs in a lap and asks, "will you read to me, please." (if only it was that polite...these days it is more of a demand...but you get the picture!

presents

Every morning, every time she walks past the tree, every time we come indoors, every time she thinks about it; she asks if she can open her presents. She has no idea they aren't all for her.