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Moose on the Loose






1. Liam loves food (except for peas, but who can blame him). He’s a kid after my own heart.

2. He’s also been passing out snuggles to people like it’s his job.

3. He’s developed this cheese-ball smile that I can’t get enough of.

4. We have given Liam the nickname of “Moose,” which stems from his love for his toy, Mr. Moose. The name is actually kind of fun because now, the sippy cup  becomes “Moose Juice.” And when Liam is on the move, we can say “Moose on the loose!” We also had “Moose cakes” for breakfast today (pancakes). I can tell we’re going to have fun with this….

5. Liam will be 10 months old next week. #whereisthepausebutton

Better start planning the Moose party!



Happy Father’s Day, Dad


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This post originally appeared on the Moms of Douglas County


I have a million or more memories with my dad.

Like when he taught me to ride a bike without training wheels in the heat of one summer afternoon. Skinned knees and a few tears, but he stuck with me the whole way. My dad would say, “Once at first you don’t succeed, try, try again” – a motto he instilled in me at an even earlier age (I think he made me recite it a million times until 1. I could say it correctly and 2. I believed it).

Or when I would stay home sick from school, he would always find me the best movies to watch on TV. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon (which I would have NEVER picked out for myself) is still one of my favorites.

He drove me to school every day, stopping at the post office beforehand to get the mail, which I loved doing as a little girl. He always instructed me to hold the door open for others (especially the elderly), and to this day I can’t enter a post office without thinking of my dad OR holding the door open for someone.

On airplanes, takeoffs would make me nervous, so he would settle me down. “Are you ready?” He’d say. “We’re going to take off like a big bird in the sky.” And then he’d take his hand and make a flying gesture, and I was so focused on his hand that I hadn’t even noticed we were off the ground.

He bought me my first digital camera, built me a batting cage, taught me to change a flat tire, introduced me to The Eagles, The Beetles and Bob Dylan, has never judged me, and has always told me how proud he is of me.

I’m sure he never thought all of the little things would actually turn out to be big things in my life, and I’m so thankful he took the time to do them. I’m thankful because, without even knowing it, he has taught me to be a better parent to my own children.

So thanks, Dad. Happy Father’s Day.

My water baby is 9 months old today


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Ugh. I’m terrible at blogging I’ve decided. It has been way too long since I’ve posted here. However, these photos definitely needed to be shared. We had a little Sunday-Funday at the pool, and Liam partied pretty hard. So hard, in fact, that he passed out in the dog bed for two hours. What can I say? The kid has style.

I can’t believe he is 9 months old today. The time is whizzing by, and he gets more fun every minute. Crawling, climbing, falling, jabbering – it’s all way too precious to put into words. Sometimes when I look at him, he still seems so small, but at second glance I can see the little boy in him peeking out – six teeth and all.

So happy summer is finally here! Yay!




Thoughts on Mother’s Day



This post originally appeared on the Moms of Douglas County blog

P.S. Doesn’t my mom look gorgeous?!

Mother’s Day this year brings about new thoughts and emotions for me because I now have a little one of my own (who will someday very soon actually be saying “mama”). It’s definitely a beautiful feeling to know that I am his, and vice versa.  And when I sit down and really think about what that means, I get a little teary eyed.

The funny thing about becoming a mother is that it makes you realize your own mortality. The carefree days of your youth are suddenly burdened with the realization that death does actually exist, and you will one day not be there for your child, at least in physical form.

A reassuring thought for me, though, is that the bond between a mother and her child is eternal and will stay with Liam long after I am gone, just as it will with my own mother.

And whenever I think about this type of deep, eternal love, I think of E.E. Cummings poem: i carry your heart with me (i carry it in). It’s perfect for Mother’s Day, I think.

 i carry your heart with me(i carry it in

my heart)i am never without it(anywhere

i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done

by only me is your doing,my darling)

                                                      i fear

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want

no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)

and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you


here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows

higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart


i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)




hand-stamped baby leggings tutorial


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This post originally appeared on The Moms of Douglas County blog site. 

Recently I’ve noticed a hand-stamped clothing trend on my social networking sites. Being the shopper that I am, I found a lot of great items, especially hand-stamped baby leggings. I was shocked to find that some were priced upwards of $35. So naturally I decided to make my own. They are the perfect pant for a play date or a day outside in the dirt.

Here’s what you need:

1 pair of solid cotton leggings ($2.50; Walmart)

1 rubber stamp ($9; www.creatiate.etsy.com)

1 fabric stamp pad in a contrasting color ($8.14; VersaCraft, www.amazon.com)

1.Wash your leggings.

2. Practice stamping on an old t-shirt

3. Start stamping on your leggings – you can be as random or as precise as you’d like. It depends on your style

4. Let dry for 4 hours, then stamp the back side

5. Once both sides are dry, the ink must be “heat set” by ironing the leggings inside out on a high heat setting.

6. Put them on your little one, take a lot of pictures, and relish in a job well done.

Tip: to keep ink fresh, hand washing is best, followed by laying them flat to dry. Otherwise, wash them inside out on cold and lay flat to dry.

I’m going to be on the lookout for more fun rubber stamps. The possibilities are really endless – hand stamped onesies, burp cloths and hats. Plus if you get really good, they make a very cute and very personal baby shower gift.

Happy stamping!

losing hair



Seven months later and I’m still feeling the effects of pregnancy and all that comes after. My hair is literally falling out. It’s normal, but frustrating. There is hair everywhere – John says he finds several strands hanging from his beard every day at work (which is actually kind of funny), and Liam is probably eating an average of 3 to 5 hairs a day, too. It’s unavoidable though, and I’m patiently waiting for the day when this hair loss thing slows down.

I’m also at the stage where my “baby hairs” are coming in along my hair line. John kindly told me that I “should probably wear my hair down for the next few months” while it grows out. Probably good advice, just not so tactfully stated. Nothing a little hairspray and a headband can’t fix though.

Speaking of headbands, I just ordered the cutest ones from my instagram friend Lauren @raincitycloset. Too bad it’s not ok for little boys to wear headbands because she makes cute ones for babies, too! I feel like Liam would resent me later in life if I stuck one on his head.


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Nothing makes my heart happier than seeing these two together. John is usually going a million miles a minute, so when he settled down next to Liam for a little reading session, I made sure to grab my camera. It was a cute moment. Liam loved it. In fact, he loves all books and magazines (read: he loves to put them in his mouth and eat them). I don’t know if that means he’s going to be a scholar or be the weird kid in class eating paper. I guess we’ll see :)

Happy Tuesday!

Easter and Etsy


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I wasn’t ready for Easter this year. Apparently no one in our family was. Typically my mom has baskets carefully crafted for everyone, my great aunt has deviled eggs ready to consume, and there’s lots of snacks and card playing at my parents’ house (I know that’s not the true meaning of Easter, but that’s how I grew up).

But with my parents still being down in California (since they are snow birds now), John and I were forced to make stir fry and chicken fajitas and watch Zero Dark Thirty until 1 am. Liam did get some good play time in with Mr. Bunny in the front yard, so not all was lost.

On a completely unrelated note, I have been pretty obsessed with Etsy lately. People are so talented, it’s nuts. Here are some of my favorite finds…

The Printed Palette: Check out their fun graphic tees

Thief & Bandit and Thief & Bandit Kids: Check out their maxi dresses, jewelry and baby leggings

Creatiate: Need a cool rubber stamp to add to your stationary collection or perhaps for your upcoming wedding invitations? This is for you.

The Little Spoons: They also have cute baby leggings. Liam just got these


Happy Monday!




We’ve got teeth over here


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Watching this tiny human develop in front of my eyes is quite the experience. I mean, he just got his second tooth and I thought about throwing a party. Plus! We’re eating solids like a champ and on the verge of crawling. Not to mention we’re allllmosssssttttt sleeping through the night. I’m a pretty proud mom. I know – it sounds silly for me to be proud of something so natural. It’s all just a part of growing up, after all…but still…I’m proud.

And yet, I’m a little sad. I know I’ve said it before, but I’m constantly amazed. It’s going by so fast. And when people in the grocery store stop to “chat” with Liam and say, “Awwww, they grow up so fast. Enjoy it.” I want to kick them. I KNOW. I’d prefer to not have to be reminded by every passing stranger.  It’s kind of a nice way of saying, “The next 18 years of your life are going to go by super fast and then you’ll be old like me and have kids that don’t need you anymore.”

Super. Sounds awesome.

Excuse me while I go find a pause button….

(They sell those at Target, right?)

we’re moving to the bahamas


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Just kidding. We’re just moving 30 minutes away, but I wish it was to someplace warmer (at least until summer hits Douglas County).

I hate moving. I want to keep every last thing we’ve accumulated at this house (wedding decor, books, magazines, knick knacks that we definitely don’t need). I always think that I’ll miss it when it’s gone, even though I probably wont. My childhood bedroom is a living time capsule – I even have some love notes from John circa 2002 stuffed away in a dresser drawer. I’m trying not to be a hoarder in my married life, but it’s so hard for me to let go of stuff. What would a therapist tell me? I don’t think I want to know….

I was sitting in Liam’s nursery yesterday and got a little sad thinking about packing up his room. I spent a lot of my pregnant life making it just perfect for him. I can’t tell you how many paint samples I purchased to find that right shade of blue. And the look on Liam’s face when we go play in his room brings tears to my eyes – he get’s this wide-eyed goofy grin (much like the one in the photos above) – and I can tell that he loves his little corner of the house. I know, I know – he’ll adjust to his new digs, too. I’m just sentimental.

Anyway, Liam is loving all of the empty boxes strewn across the living room – so we had a morning photo shoot. Best way to celebrate a Monday in my opinion.

Oh and if anyone wants to finish boxing up my house for me, just let me know. We pay in baby snuggles and cookies.


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