an outlet, an inlet, a time-suck, something to look forward to, an oh-my-gosh-did-i-just-make-that-public? platform...basically my life in a nutshell. welcome.
From top to bottom: Phoeberoni-and-what-not chilling, Leah with a "helicopter" on her nose, a happy Giz playing Polly Pockets, a happy me with a new short haircut (why do I ever grow it out?), and Leah's birthday party cupcake. I don't think we can fit 9 candles next year. We'll have to go for cake or get smaller candles.
I wanted to drink in these peonies! Have you ever seen such magnificence? Yes, I speak in the superlative most of the time, but these are worthy of their ranking. I told Leah she could pick out some flowers for her baptism while we were at Costco. And then I saw the peonies and told her that she had to pick these. How's that for agency?
I had to take pictures because they looked so amazing against my wall (which is actually more red and a bit brighter than in this picture). The colors together were that crazy kind of dissonance/harmony where the two notes are kind of too close together to be just right, but they actually sound better that way because of the tension. Eye candy. Can't wait for next spring.
Long time passing . . . . Leah Bluette turned 8 in May. What the? She was baptized the first Saturday in June and was the picture of darlingness. It was a fabulous day--both sets of grandparents were able to attend (thanks for traveling Jane and Bill), as well as oodles of aunts and uncles and cousins. My talented and amazing mom sewed her dress for her----from a vintage pattern. The dotted Swiss with the satin sash were the perfecto combo. We modeled that part of it after, "girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes." But, Leah chose more of a turquoise-y blue. And that suits her just fine.
From top to bottom: Phoeberoni-and-what-not chilling, Leah with a "helicopter" on her nose, a happy Giz playing Polly Pockets, a happy me with a new short haircut (why do I ever grow it out?), and Leah's birthday party cupcake. I don't think we can fit 9 candles next year. We'll have to go for cake or get smaller candles.
I wanted to drink in these peonies! Have you ever seen such magnificence? Yes, I speak in the superlative most of the time, but these are worthy of their ranking. I told Leah she could pick out some flowers for her baptism while we were at Costco. And then I saw the peonies and told her that she had to pick these. How's that for agency?
