Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Tiny Dancer


Iris loves to dance. She is good at it. Her recital was last weekend, and she led her class on stage. Afterwards, her teacher told me she always tells the class to "watch Iris." All of her five grandparents, her Aunt Penny and cousin Sophia, and even Henry came to watch her. I thought Iris' face was going to crack because her smile was so proud. For some reason, I couldn't stop crying. It was just too sweet, and it's her thing. She has no interest in soccer, doesn't want to try rock climbing, but sure loves to dance.

Monday, May 18, 2015

Mama's Day


Mother's Day just keeps getting better and better. Dan spoiled me in the morning with coffee, pastries, and many gifts (including the white sweater he picked out for later that day). The kids made me gifts at school and each gave me a gift card to my favorite places: Starbucks, Yogurtland, and Del Taco. They know me so well.  It was so funny to hear them fighting over who gets to give me which one when I was supposed to be sleeping in!
That afternoon, my best friend and I went shopping at South Coast Plaza and had dinner at Habana at the Lab. It was such a nice, relaxing day. I really felt loved and appreciated. Being a mom of young kids is never easy, but it's always worth it!

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

First Dates


I love that my kids go to a school that gives them plenty of opportunities. I love that my daughters' first school dances will have been with their father. I love that he tells them they are beautiful, and that beauty comes from the inside. I love that he opens doors for them, and speaks to me respectfully. I love the way he loves us. I love that they have a father who is a wonderful husband. This post was supposed to be about how darling the father-daughter dance was, and how cute the girls looked, but it wound up being about their father, my husband, my love. You can tell the rest by looking at the pictures anyway...

Saturday, April 25, 2015

Little Seamstress

Even as a toddler, Lilly didn't really like to play with toys. She says they are boring. She likes to organize her toys, dress her dolls, and set up parties, but she doesn't really play. She loves to read, write stores, and do crafts. Lately, she has developed a love of sewing and I can not tell you how happy this makes me! We started by making a needle case together. I showed her a few hand stitches, gave her some supplies and some instruction books. A few days later, I bought her a box to store her sewing supplies in and she's really taken to it. The other afternoon, I came home from work and found her in her room listing to Taylor Swift, sewing gnomes and felt monsters, and looking closer to 15 than her 8 years. Time is not my friend. 

Saturday, April 18, 2015





Iris and I flew to Colorado to visit our wonderful friends last weekend. We ate yummy food, toured the community, shopped some flea markets, and visited their church and their new house. It was beautiful and relaxing. Iris was the perfect travelling companion. She loved the plane ride, and kept up through security and all the lines. I could not hold her hand on the many escalators in the Denver airport, and a sweet lady held her hand for me. We were greeted with kindness at every turn. Iris and Mia talked and laughed the whole way home from the airport. Listening to them made me a bit misty eyed. On the plane, Iris had said, "Mom, you know how me and Mia do Facetime on the phone? This is going to be much better!" Oh, how right she was!