Because there's something sort of glorious about the way she twirls and whirls in the bubbles, her face lit up with abandon in that way completely unique to children who lack self-consciousness.
Thursday, April 19, 2012
4.19.12--reason 110
Watching your toddler run through bubbles on a gorgeous sunny day.
Because there's something sort of glorious about the way she twirls and whirls in the bubbles, her face lit up with abandon in that way completely unique to children who lack self-consciousness.
Because there's something sort of glorious about the way she twirls and whirls in the bubbles, her face lit up with abandon in that way completely unique to children who lack self-consciousness.
4.18.12--number 109
Big girl milestones.
Because when you've just disassembled the crib for the third and final time because your 2-year-old is ready to make The Leap to big-girl-bed-status, you cry a little that one of the last vestiges of babyhood is gone. And when your almost 7-year-old gets to sleep on a top bunk for the very first time, marking two very momentous milestones in the lives of these sisters who happen to share a room, you know it's a big big day.
Because when you've just disassembled the crib for the third and final time because your 2-year-old is ready to make The Leap to big-girl-bed-status, you cry a little that one of the last vestiges of babyhood is gone. And when your almost 7-year-old gets to sleep on a top bunk for the very first time, marking two very momentous milestones in the lives of these sisters who happen to share a room, you know it's a big big day.
4.17.12--reason 108
My painting pants.
Because, you know how you have that certain garment that you always wear for certain chores or activities, and somehow even just the act of putting it on gets you all psyched about the job ahead? Yeah, that's what my paint pants are for me. They scream, "PROJECT!" and I answer inside my head with a little "squee!" of excitement because it means I am doing yet another home improvement project. I know, it's a sickness.
Because, you know how you have that certain garment that you always wear for certain chores or activities, and somehow even just the act of putting it on gets you all psyched about the job ahead? Yeah, that's what my paint pants are for me. They scream, "PROJECT!" and I answer inside my head with a little "squee!" of excitement because it means I am doing yet another home improvement project. I know, it's a sickness.
4.16.12-number 107
French braided bangs.
Because even when you still kind of adore your new bangs, it's nice to be able to get the off your forehead once in a while in a way that doesn't make you look like a kindergartener.
Because even when you still kind of adore your new bangs, it's nice to be able to get the off your forehead once in a while in a way that doesn't make you look like a kindergartener.
4.14.12--number 105
Songs that take you back to a specific moment in time.
Because I can distinctly remember standing in the bedroom of my eighth-grade best friend listening to this song and talking about all the boys in our oh-so-complicated crush relationships. Sigh.
Because I can distinctly remember standing in the bedroom of my eighth-grade best friend listening to this song and talking about all the boys in our oh-so-complicated crush relationships. Sigh.
4.13.12--number 104
Double rainbows.
Because when you're hanging out in your neighbor's garage on a Friday evening and it suddenly stops raining long enough to allow not one but TWO rainbows to make an appearance, you're suddenly inspired to stay for just one more drink.
Because when you're hanging out in your neighbor's garage on a Friday evening and it suddenly stops raining long enough to allow not one but TWO rainbows to make an appearance, you're suddenly inspired to stay for just one more drink.
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