Posts tagged ‘smiles’

August 23rd, 2011

the exceptional people.

friends and husbands. moms and sisters. beta fish and sons. chuck taylors and summer-time feet.

it took me thirty years to figure it out. but holy hell, ALL relationships are hard. and take time. and need work.

i know, right. what an epiphany. well, i guess i’m a little slow on the uptake. forgive me, please.

for sure this decade of my life will entail sustaining, revitalizing and improving the love that i hold for so many. and i’d like to think the love that so many hold for me.

Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue, a wonderful living side by side can grow, if they succeed in loving the distance between them which makes it possible for each to see the other whole against the sky.
Rainer Maria Rilke

pretty sweet, eh?

it makes me smile thinking about all the people i can’t wait to see whole against the sky.

here’s to the life-long lessons we all have to decipher. and here’s to the exceptional people who actually recognize they’ve got some serious shit to work out.

truly, i’m starting to think that is more than half the battle.

April 21st, 2011

deliciously {stickered} on you.

in the past few weeks my leading little lady has seriously grown.

and yes, she does like to eat. a lot. and yes, she may have sprouted up or out or both.

but when i say grown i mean like a huge burst of vocabulary, understanding, development, stubbornness, feet stomping, NO! screaming and as it turns out, stickering. (you’ll see in a moment.)

It would seem that something which means poverty, disorder and violence every single day should be avoided entirely, but the desire to beget children is a natural urge. – Phyllis Diller

she is such a girl. which somehow seems so foreign to me. weird. i know.

she is obsessed with purple jelly high heels. with huge bows on them.

her most favorite words this week are “coot, mommy!” – said in reference to anything “cute” i do or say or articles of clothing she wants to wear.

today, she insisted on wearing a cotton skort over her leggings. with her pigtails.

point in (blurry phone camera) case:

my saving grace? the spiderman rain boots she also insists on. phew.

and yesterday? i may or may not have let her have at it with the box ‘o stickers. because i may or may not have wanted to stick my nose in my computer for twenty five minutes sans interruption.

and let me say, this gal has a serious thang for stickers. she sits so still and so quietly, purses her lips in the most grinch meets cindy lou who serious concentration-y kind of way and peels and sticks, peels and sticks, peels and sticks.

good grief. it’s that whole i want to eat my children condition. so terrible. so terribly delish.

Every child begins the world again…
-Henry David Thoreau

February 18th, 2011

few words friday.

there’s this thing about wordless wednesday that happens on lots of – shhhh – mommyblogs. i guess the blog for a wednesday has no words, simply pictures.

i dunno.

but i do know that in the mad dash to get myself and the kids out the door yesterday morning i simply had to stop and grab my camera.

the cuteness and catch-my-breath – these are my kids?-ness truly got to me. and maybe will to you too.

happy, few words friday (yes, i made that up) to you and yours.



October 11th, 2010

fantastic fall

it’s fall. and ah, i’m really happy about that, in case you haven’t noticed.

if possible, i would live in this indefinitely. clear blue skies, warming sun, fleeces and hats and wind. not to mention apples, pumpkins, ample excuses to bake things high in fat, sugar and gooey goodness.

and piles of leaves, of course.

happy to be outside and soaking up the goodness kind of a day.

 

which tends to make for really good sleeping weather and really heart-melting, thumb-sucking, sleepy little ones.

and a totally fabulous occasion, an impromptu gathering with family in the birthplace of fantastic fall - vermont. and with really, really good beer ta boot; harpoon’s octoberfest.

a lovely day that filled my heart with some much needed warmth.

like lap time with great uncles.

hand-holding time with too-cute-for-words second cousins.

and girl time with some of the most fierce (yes, as in tyra) dna compatible estrogen i know.

these trees can take their sweet time in changing from green to orangey red.

this girl could get used to weekends like this.

i love them, to the moon and back.

October 2nd, 2010

windswept nakedness

thursday night was crazy windy.

it had rained on and off all day and felt kinda like florida. humid, sticky and totally tropical.

which, for me, boils down to one  thing – frizzyfrohair. aka, no secret anti-frizz serum can even attempt to take the edge off this mop.

the house was damp and warm but the breeze dancing through the curtains was incredible.

if you didn’t know this about me, i love the wind. like, really, really deep down in my soul love the wind.

it does something to me that i can’t really explain.

it makes me breath deeper and fuller. it makes my heart race and my eyes fill up.

to me, it is all things magical and it reminds me that i am alive.

it calls to me and asks to be heard. it beckons me to open my windows wide, to listen to it’s wake; the swaying trees and singing leaves.

(and in the case of our yard the rolling chairs, crashing basketball hoop and self-propelled bikes.)

and so after dinner, i answered it’s call.

me and my family of wind lovers.

i can’t think of much that could make you feel more alive and more free than running naked through 40 mile per hour winds at dusk.

and i suppose, jackson is able to pull this off better than most.

she and bayla thought it was pretty flippin fantastic.

as did i to be so lucky to be standing here in this moment. so small and vulnerable, so empowered and connected.

while harper looked on from her wind-pushed swing and, honestly, looked as though- if she could talk -would ask what the eff was wrong with us.

but deep down, we knew she liked it.

 happy blustery fall. my favorite, favorite, fav-or-ite time of year.

 

and home of the most delectable cheeks around.


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