Monday, June 30, 2008

more magic

Does it get old? The description of our Sundays? Because I could go on forever, and someday when we're old and too feeble to make it to Isle of Capri (oh who am I kidding, I'd attach roller skate wheels to my walker and skate there if I had to)...looking back, I don't want to forget anything...the grain of the old wood floor where Cubby plays, the way the apples of her cheeks shimmer from the slick sunscreen, the way the sand pools up into muddy craters when the tide is low...together, the sounds, the smells, the tastes... it all just makes one heck of a magical day.

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Fear not. It's not Kujo...it's 'Lil Girl, the Fish House resident dog...
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And this is my Sunday bedroom...I lay on the raft and read and Cubby plays right there...forever. It's quite heavenly, really
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A 'lil birthday present tee that just screamed "Brett"
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...enjoying the small things...

Friday, June 27, 2008

random

bunnies are taking over the world. well, if not the world, then our neighborhood at least. and, be it that i'm not yet the cool gardener girl i'd like to be someday, our yard holds nothing for them to destroy. in fact, i'll be sad when they're gone 'cuz they have inspired our latest nightly tradition ...the bunny hunt. most of the time, she spots them before us.
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in other news, in keeping with my tackle-the-wretched-sinus-infection theme this week, i overcame my fear of nasal sprays and tried Afrin for the first time today only to discover that....i am addicted to Afrin.

oh, and, cubs has a new trick which i have yet to catch on camera (but most certainly will). she crawls to the laundry room, stands up to the dryer, opens the door and digs around until she finds some cool undies...stretches them over her head, one eye peeping out of a leg hole, and crawls back out, undies and all, with a big smile that clearly says, "this is funny, right?" she's done this three times now...i think funny kids are so cool.

portraits from today...

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TWO CUBBIES? too good to be true!
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mommy painted her own toes and couldn't leave a cubby out...
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those bunny hunts tucker baby out!
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water is still her favorite...
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enjoying (Afrin and) the small things... ~k

Thursday, June 26, 2008

This man...

Eric, a Hero

...is a Hero.

A dear friend of our family, Eric Terhune, was killed in Afghanistan this week, and I've thought about it all day...how easy it is to forget that my freedom is given to me by the courage of others ...like Eric. My heart breaks for his family, my friends.

To thank his family for his sacrifice, you can sign his guestbook here.

Thank you, Eric.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

it's not so bad

motherhood is easy when everything goes just right.
but it doesn't. it's the "doesn't" times when i really feel like i'm a good mom.

today was a "doesn't," a "lemons"...a "how-am-i-going-to-get-through-this-day" kind of day. i had one of those sinus headaches where you just want to stab a needle into the hollow above your cheeks and drain the crap you know dwells there (i know, disgusting), and cubby is breaking molars that i'm expecting to come in shaped like saw-tooth daggers the way she's hurting. my normally happy girl has been crying on and off all day, biting hard on anything she sees, wanting to be held constantly, throwing anything i give her on the floor (charming), etc.

so, it's easy to get frustrated...to think i can't do it.

but then i see it as a challenge...these are the opportunities i can prove to myself (and to her) that i am a fantastic mom. i envision my supermom cape (mine is royal blue, in case you wondered...with an "M" embroidered in gold thread), and i go above and beyond to do it right...to love her, to kiss her little blond head when she throws the teething ring i thought would soothe her on the floor in a fit of tears and tell her i'm sorry. that i love her. regardless of the tears and the whining.

we got through this day. cubby is sleeping, dinner's in the oven, i'm one sudafed away from falling asleep, and i feel like i did it (without crying too!).

oh, and yes...we managed to catch a few smiles despite the tears today...
(i've learned her real smile is when her little almond eyes squint into tiny little slits...and it's just a mess of creases and teeth. i.e.: bottom left square. that's when she's really happy. pure delight.)

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and, we might be biased, but seriously...check out her lashes.

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the supermom cape is folded away for another day...(say, when she's 13 and thinks i'm seriously dumb) ...and there's a dvr'd episode of 'deadliest catch' waiting for b and i tonight. the headache is fading, and really...it's not so bad.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

church of the holy beach

photography is slowly opening my eyes to so much more beauty in the world than i ever bothered to notice before...the little things. today, i was almost overwhelmed in wanting to capture it all--the way the clouds looked exactly like my childhood dreams of heaven...the way the light filtered through the screen to give everything it landed on this storybook glow...the wrinkles in cubby's feet after they had soaked in salt water for a good hour. it just makes me so much more in tune with gratitude and contentment.


anyway, another sunday at the church of the holy beach...and it gets better every time. today, the sky was purely magic--all day long...but then, on the way home, it just crescendo-ed to this mouth-dropping ripe shade of pink. and everything was just as it should be...happy hubby, happy kids, a good book, my camera and these moments:
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the one below, i just love...i want to blow this up and hang it in her room...it's just her...happy.
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...and i can't get over how thankful i am that lainey will grow up with these sunday memories...she is in heaven here, and besides a swig of baba, a quick bite of grouper, and a few reapplications of sunscreen, this kid does nothing but play in the water and sand for hours with this gigantic perma-grin.
the owner was gushing today on how cute and big she's getting as we recalled all the times she's been here this last year...
first visit: 5 weeks old...slept in her little moses basket and got passed around for some luvins...


...and then later, we'd bring her walker, and she'd cruise around between the diners while we ate...
...or chill in her bumbo seat

it's our home away from home...

enjoying the beautiful things ~k

Saturday, June 21, 2008

lemonade

high hopes in setting out to the beach for sunset tonight...only to be met with, like, monsoon rains when we got there.
making sweet lemonade from our otherwise lemon-ey circumstances, we decided to stay--found a make-shift cabana along with a super cool kid who basically gave the boys a free skim-boarding class. the rains died down a little, leaving this gorgeous periwinkle haze in the sky and a beach that belonged to nobody but us--beautiful and eery at the same time. cubby fell asleep in her little hooded sweatshirt and cuddled in the cabana with me until dark.

...and i am reminded, once again, as i look around at all the little lights from the big hotels on the beach that, while all the people inside are relishing in the beach's beauty, they have to go home eventually. Me? Well, this place is mine...any time I want it.





...enjoying the small things. ~k








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design on a dime

So, I was in one of those I-wanna-redecorate-the-entire-house-but-I-only-wanna-spend-$20 moods yesterday which always leads to a call to my sister, the last of these calls being one where she (thankfully) talked me out of painting flowers all over Lainey's beautiful-just-as-they-are-perfect-shade-of-pink walls. She convinced me to simplify the living room (a.k.a. get rid of needless crap), and I decided to top it off with rearranging the room which always tricks my brain into thinking I've completely redesigned something. The product may not look much different but look closely...

THE BEFORE: (notice the after-first-birthday pile of toys overflowing the wall cubby which makes our house look like FAO Shwartz)
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THE AFTER: (problem solved with prying off weird scrolly iron things on bottom of coffee table and storing all toys in baskets under table. So much better!)
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...and throwin' in for fun: (just one of her many "looks")
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Thursday, June 19, 2008

today...

she pointed to the rainy gray sky behind the front door and "uh-uh-uh"-ed, her big eyes sweetly pleading.



"no, we can't go outside, baby. it's raining."



i thought about how much fun it will be to take her out in the rain someday when she's bigger. we'll jump in puddles with our rain boots. we'll twirl umbrellas and dance like fred astaire. we'll throw caution to the wind and have fun like it's goin' out of style.



and then i thought, why wait?




...so we played in the rain. ...and she smiled (and pulled at her clothes for me to take them off, of course).




and i remembered that somewhere, up high in my closet, were my old ladybug rainboots. i bought them ten years ago from a little amish store in shipshewana thinking they would be fun to wear to school someday when i got a teaching job.




yup...i still had them. i shook 'em for spiders, slipped 'em on her and snapped what would become one of my favorite pictures ever.




my laineybug...i love you. sorry i let you cry in your crib today. i hated every minute of it, but it will make you strong and confident and help you grow little wings that will let you fly on your own someday. i'll always fly next to you. ...even in the rain. i love you.

...enjoying the small things. ~k




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"Sooner or later we all discover that the important moments in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations, the weddings, not the great goals achieved. The real milestones are less prepossessing. They come to the door of memory unannounced... our lives are measured by these."
~susan b. anthony

p.s. doncha love her killer grouchy face in the second one? i think it means..."don't even think about takin' me back inside after these pictures." ...or maybe it's more of a "this is for lettin' me cry in my crib."

and the forecast calls for...

a blanket of looming gray clouds with the promise of a stay-inside-and-cuddle day: check.
enough coffee to make multiple pots: check.
a basket of tea-light candles to up the coziness factor: check
one super happy cubby who just begs to be kissed, cuddled and read to all day: check.

oh, it's gunna be a good day.


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...and we took this one recently of lily grace and it's too cute not to share:
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