A Post Without Pictures {You’re Welcome}

Have you ever had a moment with your child, when they do something that inflicts SO MUCH FUCKING PAIN to you that you your vision goes white and have to grasp a wad of whatever is closest to you in order to prevent your hands from flailing involuntarily in their direction?

…yeah, that happened.

I mean sure, with an{almost} four year old, and a one year old, it has definitely happened more than once. When my oldest was about 2, she was sitting in my lap and moved her head backwards into my nose at such a high level of velocity that I was sure It’d been flattened. All I remember is hearing a loud CRACK, then seeing white. No blood that time though. Since she never inflicted an injury that required a tourniquet, her little brother must have been plotting his “one-up” on her.

The three of us, sitting on my bed as we often do when Jackson wakes up from his nap. Laughing and cuddling and talking about dreams. An empty cup on my nightstand. A baby brother just itching to one-up his sister. He grabbed it. He chucked it. It bounced off Lilly’s head. Then straight into my mouth. A fat. Bloody. Lip.

Touche, little dude. Touche.



Well folks, in case you were wondering

It doesn’t get any more perfect than this1506875_522682034496897_1924397824_n

I seriously don’t know why I’ve been so blessed with amazing children

But I thank my lucky stars every day

Party Planning

Call me crazy, but Jackson is only five months old and I’m already pinning his first birthday party. I can’t help it…Everybody else has summer birthdays and out here, that means NO FUN. Jackson was born in the beginning of March though, which means I’ll have zero excuse not to throw him a gorgeous party in the park. Come on, sing it with me… I CANT WAAAAAAAIT! Here’s what I’ve been pinning…

cake cakee

table table2 tent

quinua smores  tiger salad

*all photos courtesy of pinterest

Current Loves.

From Bahama taking sleepy summer naps, to Mocha Chip Gelato, to Tropi-KALE smoothies, to Lilly cooking for Bahama, to baby laughs, and baby snuggles. To chevron living room walls, to how I feel about myself, and to swimming. These are things I’m loving at the moment. Just me, soakin’ up summertime.

Click on a photo above to enlarge, and scroll through the gallery.

Letter To Lillian

Dear Lillian,

I can’t believe you are two. This past year you have literally transformed from a baby, into a full-blown kid. I’m writing your birthday letter a couple of days early, because as you know, we are early to everything. One thing you’ve been early to, is the terrible twos. My goodness you can be a beast when you set your mind to it. At times it makes me question whether or not I’m doing it right, but at the end of the day, every time you cuddle up against me, or cry for me, or hold your arms up for me to pick you up, I know I am. You are the funniest kid I know, and smart to boot! You are learning your letters, how to count, your colors, and you know so many words its amazing. You now refuse to sit in a high chair when we go out to eat, and you are a pro at silverware use. Your Aunt Paige thinks you’re a prodigy because you also hold your pencil the proper way (which, I might add, you have always done).  You are naturally cautious, and you think everything through before you act. I love that about you. You love coloring with chalk, and your current crush is Caillou. (Kill me now) You have also had lots of “firsts” this past year, such as: You rode an airplane, you walked, you got your first pets (Bahama and Kumar), you got your first scraped knee..(and killer black eye), you rode your first tricycle, you slept in bed with mommy, you went to the beach, and most importantly, you went to DASH Miami. You’re welcome.

I love you more than life itself, Lilly. I can’t wait for the next year ahead of us, and I am so excited to watch you grow, learn, and experience everything life has to offer for you. There are so many people who love you like crazy. I hope you know that. I’m sure you do. You are special, beautiful, funny, and you deserve the best, and I promise I’m going to give it to you. Some “firsts” you are going to experience in the next year include: Potty training, first trip to the dentist, and first professional haircut. YAY .

Look how far you’ve come:

Love, Mommy

PS – Sorry bout your bangs, kid.