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Tuesday, January 17, 2012

ode to the 10 month old

today evelyn is 10 months old. TEN.MONTHS.OLD. WhhhhAAAAtttTTTT????!!!!
and per her request to celebrate her 10 month birthday day we...woke up, had a big breakfast, went ice skating, worked on cutting a tooth, went bungee jumping, chickened out, went to the opera instead, had a snack, worked on cutting another tooth, had a good poop, a good cry, a reeeeeeal good nap and then had a photo shoot.  we had a big day.
what? i didn't hear you.

why, yes, i do in deed like mashed up banana. do you happen to have some?

really, REALLY, mom.

look, ma, ONE HAND!

i luv my smokey!

did you HEAR ME, SMOKEY?!!

these are my toys, my favorite toys

did ya get it?

come on, chase me!

up close and personal

get outa my shot!

modern day rattle.

Sunday, January 8, 2012

new year...happy birthday, sam!

welcome to the new year! did you make any resolutions? evelyn did. she resolved to stop talking in gibberish and use "big girl" words. well, not really. but she did say the word "bye" and wave a few days ago!
she cheered till she passed out


today is my wonderful husband's birthday and this post is really all about him. the intro was just about evelyn to getcha hooked. shameless, i know.


some of the things i love about sam, or vintage sam-isms....

even though he wanted to go see sea biscuit, i mean war horse, he chose a movie i was wanting to see as his birthday movie. nice. if you are wondering, we saw sherlock holmes. AH-mazeing! worth it!

he selflessly helps me in the middle of the night even though he has to get up and go to work very early the next day.

he knows bob dylan is truly the best songwriter there ever was.

he wants pizza every friday, hamburgers every saturday...tradition, TRADITION! 

he says things like, "its tradition to watch football on new years day," with renewed gusto and enthusiasm. when really, to him, it is tradition to watch football whenever it happens to be on the television.

he will wear a tie, button down shirt and sweater at every opportunity. he has more ties than i have shirts. truth.

he's never very found of nick names i give our pets or daughter at first but ends up using them more consistently than their given names. for example we call evelyn "mo" or "mo-mo" short for her middle name, montgomery. she is more fondly known to him as mo.

he talks about his muscle car as if it is already paid for and parked in our driveway. he dreams big, people. 

he always answers, responds, listens and cares for me and for evelyn with unfailing passion.

when out to breakfast, his most favored meal, it always comes down to the pancakes or the french toast. nothing else on the menu stands a chance. 

he encourages my dreams even when i feel like they have been dormant so long they may never see the light of day.

he is a wonderful provider and leader...and today we celebrate the 27 years of his life. and i can say my life is richer, brighter and better because of he is mine.

happy birthday, sam. i just luv ya.