Thursday, December 26, 2013

the day after Christmas

 dress: Forever 21, turtle neck; Target, necklace: Kohls, shoes: JC Penney

It's the day after Christmas.  My Christmas tree is wilting, which I didn't even know they could do, but apparently they can.  Sam cried this morning because it was "just a plain day".  I have to go back to work tomorrow.  I feel this has become an annual ordeal, these post-Christmas blues.  So, instead of pouting too much, I'll just continue to listen to Christmas music, light some Christmas candles and look at some Christmas pictures and post a Christmas Eve outfit.  Nothin' that living in a little denial can't solve... right?

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

a very merry Christmas to you!


At this very moment, I've got cookies for Santa baking in the oven and Christmas music crooning away while Jon & Sam busily play Legos.  As soon as the little man finishes his "taste test" of the cookies, you know, to make sure he's offering Santa only the finest of snacks, it'll be off to bed for him.  Meanwhile, Jon & I will be hunkerin' down to finish some last minute stocking stuffers and see how far we can make it through Love Actually until we pass out too.  This is my favorite evening of the year. hands.down.


Merry Christmas, friends!  Hope your day is filled with family, food, laughter and love!

Love, Christine, Jon & Sam
{and our crooked Christmas tree star :) }

Monday, December 23, 2013

there's no greater Christmas love...



  • ...than a love that withstands my demand for nonstop Christmas music for the past three weeks.
  • ...than a love that overlooks the fact that just last week a picture of our child finally replaced that of the no-name model infant in our son's "First Christmas" ornament.  Only 4 years late, no biggie.
  • ...than a love that laughs at my "joke" that only things that feed our mind, soul and bowels with Christmas spirit are allowed in our home, all the while understanding that this was no joke.
  • ...than a love that braves the pre-Christmas Eve grocery store alone while I snuggle with Sam on the couch watching Polar Express, sipping hot cocoa.

Thursday, December 19, 2013

a history lesson



Following a riveting rendition of the story of Noah's Ark by daddy at bedtime a few evenings ago, Sam asked, "Did that really happen?".
"Yes," daddy replied.
"When?" asked Sam.
"A looong time ago," said daddy.
"Oh.  Like the 1960's," stated Sam, with a great deal of certainty in his voice.

Now, I know a lot of cuh-razy things went down in the 1960's, but I'm pretty sure that wasn't one of them.

Monday, November 25, 2013

goodbye to fall


This morning, as I scraped the frost off of my car window, and as Sam quickly withdrew his hand from the door handle exclaiming, "What is that???" regarding the frost that covered the rest of the car, I knew fall was officially over.  After explaining that it was just frost from being so cold outside, he excitedly proclaimed that it must be winter now and Santa is most assuredly on his way.

From the mouth of babes.  Yes, winter is here.

So long fall, we loved having ya.  But winter, we're looking forward to having some special moments with you too {p.s. if you could please muster up some snow for these parts, we would much appreciate showing our little boy the finer arts of snowman building and snowball fights}.


Monday, November 11, 2013

a doozy

jacket: Wilson Leather, shirt: JC Penney, jeans: Kohls, booties: Ross

Sometimes kids say crazy things, and sometimes they say cuh-ray-zay things.  The other night Sam pulled out a doozy.  He was going to be staying overnight at Grandma and Grandpa's and when I initially explained this to him he was pretty darn pleased with the news.  But after considering it for a moment, he asked, "But where will I sleep?".  I suggested that perhaps he'd get to sleep with Grandma and Grandpa, something I thought he'd be just tickled pink about.  To my surprise, he instead responded with a whimpering "Nooooooooo!".  "Why not?" I asked him.  "Because Grandpa's snoring is so loud!  It sounds like pigs in a hot tub!".

Oh yes, pigs in a hot tub, I am very familiar with this sound...

Friday, November 8, 2013

sam's guide to carousel riding

step 1:  Put on your Iron Man mask

step 2: Grab grandpa and choose a horse.

step 3: lower your center of gravity to ensure greater stability.

 Step 4:  hold on for dear life.


Monday, November 4, 2013

halloween is for...


...taking advantage of every opportunity to wear your costume in public places.

...and mama to take scenic autumn pictures {wait, isn't that everyday??}

...eating Darth Vader cookies.


..playing in the leaves, Thor style, & trick-or-treating with friends.

 ...more trick-or-treating.

... but most importantly, Halloween is for meeting "Big Thor" at a Halloween party and trying to work up the courage allll night long to talk to him, but never quite mustering enough up.  But then, just before leaving, you realize that this just may be your last chance to meet him, so you insist on finding him before you leave.  Finally, after looping the whole perimeter, you find him.  But the closer you get, the more nervous you become until the big moment is spent just. like. this.  Head buried in mama's shoulder.  Unable to even look in his general direction.  He talks to you anyway, telling you he likes your red cape and your hammer.  Then it's time to go.  Moment's over.

Oh, the magic of Halloween through his four year old eyes... :)

Thursday, October 31, 2013

happy halloween!


Jon wins the best award again this year for his pumpkin carving dedication.  Pumpkins that coordinate with Sam's costume, there's just no beating that!  I even put in extra effort this year, I mean look at my little dancin' monster, it's practically a gosh darn miracle compared to years past {and yes, even taking into consideration my use of a stencil}.  And Sam. Oh my, little Sam.  This was the first year he carved his own pumpkin all by himself.  Would you believe he spent over twice as long as either Jon or I working on it?  He actually took it back inside the next evening to continue his work--ultimately resulting in that hole now being approximately 30% larger.  Gah, if I loved that boy anymore I would surely explode.  That boy has got himself a heart of gold.

Have a Thor-tastic Halloween, friends!!
I know we will.  ;)

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

autumn leaves

sweater: H&M, shirt: F21, jeans: Lauren Conrad for Kohls, booties: Ross, purse: Steve Madden

See all those leaves?  Those are all in my back yard.  I love those leaves--I think it helps that I have zero responsibility when it comes to cleaning them up.  This is the one and only time of year I am grateful that we live in a town house and do not have a yard to call our own.

Thanks to the miraculous dry spell for the past couple of weeks, these leaves are actually crisp. crisp, people!  When I walk through them, rather than leaving me with that all too familiar soggy shoe full of rain water and mushy leaf bits, they instead give off that satisfying dry crunch that reminds me of the autumn days from my childhood in Nebraska.  Octobers there were made for raking leaves into those large, perfect piles only to be decimated moments later by jumping into them cannonball style.  There was no better way to spend a lazy Sunday afternoon.  Until someone, without fail, would end up with an eye full of leaf dust.  But we never learned--such is life.

On this particular day though, I was oh so tempted to shuffle these leaves into a pile for Sam, most likely with a broom seeing as we don't actually own a rake, so that he too could share in this joyous fall tradition.  But then I remembered our fellow townhouse dwellers' affinity for dogs and their lack of affinity for picking up dog poo, present company included, and thought better of it.


Saturday, October 26, 2013

whosoever holds this hammer, if he be worthy, shall possess the power of Thor!



So this is it.  the big kahuna.  "the one".  this is THE chosen costume for Halloween this year--and in a certain individual's opinion, quite possibly the biggest decision of the year.

The lucky fella got to put it on a few nights early for a Halloween party this weekend, and it was at this time we decided that a little Thor facial hair was a must.  After mixing Sam's face paint to the perfect shade of Thor-beard, I realized I couldn't quite picture the hair growth pattern.  So I told my boys to hold on one moment while I googled a few pictures of Thor.  Sam thought this was a perfectly reasonable idea.  Jon offered to light some candles and pour me a glass of wine while I browsed.

Later, Sam was explaining to me all the different super heroes' powers.  When he got to Thor, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Thor's power... well.... Thor's power is... in his face."
Well said young man, well said.  {Not sure you meant it quite the way it came out, but notheless, truer words have never been spoken.}

But with all that being said, Chris Hemsworth, take a good look at the above pictures, and eat your heart out.

Monday, October 14, 2013

a day at the orchard

A few weeks back, at the cusp of fall, before the cold fall mornings & crisp air settled into this part of the country and before the trees began covering the ground with their colorful patchwork quilt, we took a trip to the orchard with my family.



And it was all  kinds of wonderful.

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

independence & being a kid

We've been trying something new around here.  Not that it's been without it's struggles {on my part mostly}.  Over the past few months, Sam has  been trying to stretch his 'independence legs', as he should, I suppose.  I mean the boy is four & a half {already????}.  Anyway, one area he has really zoned in as actively seeking his independence is dressing himself.  I remember my little sisters going through this phase and thought it so silly when my mom would fret over what they chose to dress themselves in.  She would lament over the fact that one had already worn that same skirt for the past 3 days or that the other had "so many nice clothes... why does she need to wear that one?".  And I would laugh and remind her they're just kids after all.  She looked at me and said, "Just you wait until one day when you have kids."  Oh, mama, I'll let my kids wear whatever their little hearts desire.

Dang that mama and her foreshadowing.  Why mama are you so smart?? These are but a few phrases that have come out of my mouth in the past few months, "But Jooon, he has so many nice clothes!", "Oh no, not the batman shirt again...", "Ummmm... I'm not sure those rain boots are seasonally appropriate for July".  And while I have a lovely selection of little man clothes for my boy, he chooses to wear only things inspired by superheroes or what he considers inspired by superhero alter egos {eg. Bruce Wayne, Tony Stark, Peter Parker, etc.}.  And most days runs around looking like this:


Or this:

Yes, ma'am.  'Tis true.

When I now buy his clothes I try to compromise a bit.  What items will he actually wear that I don't just entirely despise?  Sigh....  This process is only made harder by photos floating around out there such as these:
via pinterest

For a brief moment I see pictures such as these and think, "if only Sam would let me dress him like that!".

But truth be told, when I stop to think about it, I want my kid to be a kid.
I want him run like a kid,
play like a kid,
get dirty like a kid,
imagine like a kid,
dream like a kid,
and yes, dress himself like a kid.

So if this means a closet full o' superhero, I'll take it.

Manhood can wait.  And in the meantime, we'll work on his blossoming independence one step at a time.

Monday, October 7, 2013

six undeniable signs from this past week that fall is here

  top: Target, jeans: LC for Kohls, sweater & boots: Ross, purse: the Sak

  • one small blue flip-flop met it's unreperable demise.  one small boy cried about it for approximately 10 minutes.
  • two pumpkin pies were baked
  • three people cuddled close under the covers, trying to warm up their toes at one anothers' expense
  • four, the age at which the costume aisle at Target is just too jam packed with awesomeness that in a moment of utter overwhelment, you sit down right then and there, forehead resting on your knees, and declare, "Maybe I just won't get a costume... maybe I'll just wear my nice clothes... there's just too many choices... {sighhhhh}"
  • five pairs of boots that have been busted free from the back of the closet
  • six, the number of times Sam has "checked on" his new Halloween costume since it's arrival to our doorstep earlier this afternoon to "make sure it's still okay"
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Saturday, October 5, 2013

hawaii {part 3}

But most afternoons were spent exploring the coastline.  

And discovering 'secret passages' through the giant trees.

And watching fish from the pier.

And feeding fish from the pier when some lovely grandparents shared their saltines with Sam.

And taking an exorbitant amount of family photos.  But just look at that place, I mean, really, can you blame us?

 We discovered some lovely sites.

And swung from trees like Tarzan & soaked in more sunsets.

And just looked downright adorable.

Oh, hello down there, handsome.

Our last night on Oahu, we spent enjoying a luau.  The costumes & dancing were amazing, but Sam was most excited about his orange soda.


 We were so sad to go.

But don't you worry, Hawaii, we will be back.