Archive for the ‘Cuteness’ Category

Discovering mom in the Christmas tree

December 17, 2010

My 21-month-old daughter idolizes her dada, and it warms my heart. But from time to time, I get to feeling a little bit like chopped liver. Especially when she pulls family photos off the shelf and points out only daddy in images that very clearly and prominently feature the both of us. No mention is ever made of the fair maiden (aka mom) on her beloved father’s arm. Even when asked, “who’s that next to daddy?” she typically has no response.

With the holiday season in full swing, we have a Christmas tree trimmed and on display in our living room. It contains many ornaments with photos of her or of her mom and dad  on their wedding day. Of course in these photos, her eyes zoom in on her hero, and she loves to pull the photo ornaments from the tree to gaze at dada and repeat his name. Honestly, it’s getting a little old.

But the other day, she came running to me with an ornament she had retrieved from a tree branch and began shouting “mama, mama” as she approached. I looked at what she was holding and couldn’t help but smile. She saw some resemblance to me in one of the “nine ladies dancing” that are part of a set of ornaments representing the “12 Days of Christmas” that were passed down to our family from my parents.

And it wasn’t a fluke. She has done it several times since then. While I don’t know that I am the lightest of foot when it comes to dancing, I quite like that she thinks I resemble this young lass who obviously keeps on top of her roots (me not so much) and is way more curvy than her real life lookalike.

You can bet this ornament will remain in the rotation for years to come!

Baby Blue fast forwarded??

November 19, 2010


A co-worker recently mentioned that Meghan resembles the little girl in the famous Renoir “On the Terrace” painting. Now that I look at them side by side, I can kinda see what he’s saying.

And Baby Blue does like to wear feathery hats…

And to me, she really is a masterpiece!

Highlight of our Sunday evening

August 23, 2010

Hands down was this…

p.s. I realize ours is not the first baby/toddler to get her groove on to Beyonce. What is it about this song?!

p.p.s. I am very excited that, as you just witnessed, Meghan is now twirling.

A love story

August 18, 2010

My husband and I were set up on a blind date. A friend from a former job suggested that I meet her husband’s brother. Seeing as how I had had little luck in finding love on my own, I agreed to have her put us in contact. After a brief e-mail exchange, he and I met at a restaurant near my apartment. I vividly remember swigging a beer while listening to No Doubt’s “It’s My Life” to calm my nerves before departing for the three-minute walk to Tilli’s on the night of our meeting.

I didn’t want to be early, so I walked around the neighborhood a few times. And then I made my approach. I opened the door to the restaurant. It was a Wednesday evening so there were few people inside. I don’t why I thought he’d be standing right at the door, but no one was there. I scanned the bar and saw a friendly face smiling my way. He stood up. I walked over. We ordered a Harp and began our first conversation. Little did we know then that three years later we’d get married in Petoskey, Mich., and almost five years to the day later that we’d welcome a little peanut into the world.

That night we only knew we were both a little nervous. I wore flats because I didn’t want to be any bit taller than my five feet 10 and three quarter inches. He wore a zip sweater and khaki pants. We shook hands after chatting over two beers and then parted ways. I didn’t know where it would lead, but I knew I wanted to see him again.

And I did. And it must be said that he was a lot of fun to date. One spring evening, I arrived at his home to smell my favorite goodie, banana bread, baking in the oven. One fall day, he brought me a pumpkin. Once he sent me a card with a hammock on the front and a one-sentence message inside saying how he’d like to spend a lazy day with me in a hammock. There were other gestures (including one awesome one involving an extreme home makeover), but if you don’t mind, I think I’ll keep those for myself.

Now, six plus years after we met, we’re settled into domestic life. And while I think we both would admit that the butterflies we felt in the early days of our courtship are gone, something else pretty special has taken their place.

Seeing my husband as a father has made me feel even more fortunate to have found him. He’s a get-down-on-the-ground-to-be-at-eye-level kind of dad. And as I observed him the other night with our daughter, one thought came to mind: I am so very blessed!

Love you B!

p.s. If you want to read a really great love story, check out Pioneer Woman Ree Drummond’s chronicle of her courtship with the Marlboro Man (I hear it’s being made into a movie)! Start here.

When credit card use is a good idea

August 8, 2010

Want to know what 10,400 American Express reward points can get you?

A Step2® Push Around Buggy.

Want to know how you’ll feel when it arrives and you get to present it to a 16-month-old with really curly hair and a gap between her two front teeth?

Like it’s Christmas Day.

Be happy…

July 14, 2010

…Meghan says so!


Never losing the wonder

September 7, 2009

the_little_prince_011Have I mentioned that I love having a kid? It makes me do things like re-read childhood classics. The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery is a fable that certainly qualifies as such. Before my most recent reading of this little book to Meghan, I last read it in twelfth grade French class. Le Petit Prince was the first (and last) novel I tackled in the French language. I don’t know if the message of this little book resonated so much then as it does now. Perhaps that’s because I had to look up every third word in the Dictionnaire Francais (I’m ashamed to admit this Madame Krasucki)! Or perhaps it’s because when I read it in high school, I was on the cusp of adulthood and growing further away from my own childhood much to the Little Prince’s chagrin.

For it was he who said such things as, “All grown-ups were children first. (But few remember it)” and “Grown-ups like numbers. When you tell them about a new friend, they never ask: ‘What does his voice sound like?’ ‘What games does he like best?’ ‘Does he collect butterflies?’. They ask: ‘How old is he?’ ‘How many brothers does he have?’ ‘How much does he weigh?’ ‘How much money does his father make?’ Only then do they think they know him.”

Maybe you too have read this little book before? If so, I encourage you to read it again–especially if, like me, you’re a parent or a grandparent, Godparent, guardian or caregiver of little ones. It has made me take pause and consider how this little daughter of mine might look at the world–with no preconceived notions and a curiosity and wonder that I hope I can help her preserve as long as possible.

It reminds me of a birthday card I once received from a friend when in high school. I saved it (yes, I’m an admitted pack rat) because I liked its message, and until a recent re-decorating,  I had it hanging above my desk at home.

wonder

I think I need to post it in a place of prominence once again. I suspect the Little Prince would approve.


Fabulous baby finds

March 2, 2009

everyone_poops1Having recently gone through the registering process and having also recently had a baby shower thrown in my honor, I feel like I have been given some crucial information, and that is that original, creative baby shower gifts rock! Don’t get me wrong–I am so grateful for any gift from anyone. This is our first baby, and we are starting from scratch. So anything we got will be used and is much appreciated. Our friends and family are too generous!

But ever get one or two of those totally unique, adorable gifts that make you realize you have been very mediocre in your gift-giving? Well that happened to me. I got some really cool gifts from friends and family including a diaper/wipe holder that easily fits into a purse or small diaper bag for a quick trip out with baby. I also got the hilarious book “Everyone Poops,”  adorable Trumpette “Jenny” socks and Butt Paste for my cherub’s hiney. And the list goes on.

So, now that I have the knowledge that one can shop off the registry and find some pretty cute and clever baby gifts, I will be sure to give these great finds at future baby showers. Here’s a comprehensive list of original baby gifts that a fellow blogger tipped me off to. While some of the items are a bit pricey (and others just a bit unnecessary), most are fabulously unique. Check it out the Ultimate Baby Gift Guide here.

Got a great baby shower gift idea? Post it in the comments!

So cute!

February 12, 2009

I love dogs. I love babies. Put ‘em together, and I’m mush.

Loved this clip from the “Bonnie Hunt Show” that I found on another mommy blog (Mommy Thoughts–thanks for posting)!


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