Posts Tagged ‘Caroline’

My Week(237) in iPhone Photos

Sunday, May 17th, 2015

The themes of this week are: Front Porch and Sleeping Baby. Those are sometimes related but not always. I’ve leveled up in babywearing this week too, with MULTIPLE back wrap naps.

Sunday:

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Cream Cheese Face

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The same cheese face, but with less cheese

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I don’t know why he looks surprised, we were at Target

Monday:

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Unimpressed at the grocery store

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Helping me watch for the bus

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My new favorite ridiculous pants

Tuesday:

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I got your nose! No wait I don’t WHAT IS THIS THING IN THE WAY??

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Still unimpressed, but awake

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The dog he is very impressed with

Wednesday:

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Christmas jams 4 EVER

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This was an entirely unneccesary elevator ride

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He did that to himself

Thursday:

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Waiting room zombies

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Linc was sleeping so we hung out in the car while Caroline had soccer. I felt like a bum but SLEEPING BABY.

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Her cheeseburger’s so bright, she’s gotta wear shades

Friday:

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Chatting with mom friends on the porch is boring for babies

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He was showing her the school because she’ll go there next year too

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The coolness of the sleeping baby is ruined by the arm in the sunglass reflection

Saturday:

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Linc is not the step-and-repeat expert Caroline is yet.

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This is not a very good picture but I love it so, so much. They’re closing the FAO Schwarz in New York and I’m so excited the kids got to visit.

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New York wore him OUT

I have a severe case of the End Of Year Moms and almost no motivation to do anything besides take the kids fun places and drink iced coffees. I’m fighting hard to make it to June before I start letting the kids skip to go to the beach just because it’s too hot to sit on the couch with a baby on me. We have a lot of summer fun planned and I’m afraid we won’t have time for all the un-planned fun as well. This past weekend in NYC was a good start but we have a LOT more to do.

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Several Truths And One Big Lie About Mother’s Day

Tuesday, May 12th, 2015

I did not have an excellent Mother’s Day. I’m not saying that to make my family feel bad or shame anyone. I’m saying that because there’s a pretty good chance YOU didn’t have an excellent Mother’s Day either and I want you to know you’re not alone. Those perfect, smiling, happy families on Instagram and Twitter probably didn’t have flawless Mother’s Days either. They might have had a very nice day. A spectacular day. But it was not perfect – perfect is the lie. Kids – even kids big enough to understand the concept of Mother’s Day – don’t stop being kids just because it’s the second Sunday in May. Not once has saying “But it’s Mother’s Day!!” to a tantruming child solved the problem. They do not suddenly stop being tired or hungry or frustrated and pull a bouquet of flowers out from behind their back and say “Oh dear mother, I had simply forgotten! Shall I fetch you a coffee or a glass of wine?” If that is your life, Mother’s Day or not, I hate you.

The problem as I see it is that Mother’s Day is supposed to be Special and things that are supposed to be Special just lead to disappointment. That is why women become bridezillas about their One Special  Wedding Day and freak out that every single second doesn’t go according to plan. The pressure of that ONE DAY is just too much. Mother’s Day is the ONE DAY a year we are supposed to be indulged and pampered and appreciated above ALL the other days. Sleeping in and breakfast in bed and champagne brunch and a family picnic and a manicure and a relaxing nap and a romantic dinner date and a thoughtful gift and a homemade card and flowers and a bottle of wine. If you family really loves you, they will do all of that. Except no, they won’t. And even if you don’t really need them to…even if you try really really hard to keep your expectations super low…even if you say “I will be happy if all I get is a card the kids made at school”…it’s hard to stare into the face of social expectations and be OK with not having a perfect day.

I actually would have had a pretty good Sunday if it had just been a Sunday. I got to lie in bed for an extra hour. My husband picked up lunch for all of us. I got to buy and plant flowers with the kids. And we finished the day by having s’mores for dinner on the newly cleaned patio. But I also did laundry and dishes and changed diapers and made decisions (ugh, DECISIONS) and dealt with tantrums and took the kids with me to run errands and bought paper towels. I really didn’t want to have to buy paper towels on Mother’s Day.

Let me tell you what I really want for Mother’s Day. I want to be a dad on a regular Sunday. I’m making generalizations here for the sake of simplicity, but in my social circle moms are almost always the default parent; the one the kids go to first for everything no matter who is closer/more available at that moment. On Mother’s Day, I want to be the dad. The fun parent. I want to say “Everyone jump in the car, we’re getting ice cream!” and not worry about if it’s too close to dinner or if we need to stop at the grocery store later to pick up stuff for school lunch the next day. The fun parent pees alone. The fun parent has time to read a book or a magazine or the back of a cereal box without being interrupted. The fun parent doesn’t always have one ear open for children’s whines or screams or cries or problems or squabbles 24 hours a day. The fun parent says “We’re out of mustard” into the fridge and, magically, mustard appears 24 hours later.

And then MAYBE on Mother’s Day all of us default parents will get a card and a bouquet and a nap not because it’s our One Special Day but because the fun parent wants to do something to acknowledge being a mom is kind of a tough job.

But since I am not a monster, I did in fact enjoy many parts of my Mother’s Day. The big kids – Caroline especially – remembered it was Mother’s Day and reminded me constantly I was supposed to be having The Best Mother’s Day Ever. There were s’mores. And now whenever we sit on the front steps for the bus we can admire the flowers we planted, together.

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She said the plants needed love to grow.

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My Week(236) in iPhone Photos

Sunday, May 10th, 2015

Happy Mother’s Day, internet! I planted my traditional flower pots and vegetables. The flowers will traditionally look beautiful on the front steps and the vegetables will traditionally die before I ever see a single tomato or eggplant. But I wouldn’t want to stop planting them. It’s tradition.

Sunday:

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Super sunny soccer game

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I told them not to try chasing it.

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So happy to be OUTSIDE

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Bonus Sunday picture: Caroline goes “LOOK, ITS BABY LINC!”

Monday:

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Playing Star Wars…

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Watching Star Wars…

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Wearing Star Wars. May the Fourth!

Tuesday:

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Still recovering from doing ALL THE THINGS over the weekend

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We are becoming experts at this back wrapping thing

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This is the face he makes when he sees Caroline get off the bus

Wednesday:

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These are my ridiculous new pants. I love them. I wore them to the dentist.

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Sweaty nap head

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Taking a walk down by the river

Thursday:

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Doesn’t everyone eat their cheerios in the doorway?

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Clingy McClingerson

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The filthiest child

Friday:

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Sleepy snuggles

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She wasn’t happy about the bib, but that was already her third outfit of the day

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The family that slides together, ends up in a big pile of crying children together.

Saturday:

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You can’t tell, but he’s crying. Because some of his Cheerios fell on the floor. Because he threw them there.

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Somehow, she did not fall in.

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That is not the face of a healthy child. Poor baby had fifths disease (we think) but once you get the rash you’re not contagious anymore.

I really wanted to get a picture of myself with the kids for Mother’s Day, but that didn’t happen. There were too many meltdowns, too many dirty faces, too many things to do, too many kids to wrangle. But while we were making s’mores for dinner both Evan and Caroline said THEY were having the best day ever, so at least the kids enjoyed their day. If that’s not basically what motherhood breaks down to then I don’t know what it.

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My Week(235) in iPhone Photos

Sunday, May 3rd, 2015

I started and ended my week with beautiful photo sessions where everyone wore short sleeves. The heat in my house is still kicking on most nights but I am almost confident I can put away my winter coat. Which is good, because today starts soccer GAMES in addition to practices so we’ll be spending even more time outside…

Sunday:

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My new favorite beach spot for photos

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Another week, another goat

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After a very full day we still managed to grocery shop thanks to a happy back wrapped baby

Monday:

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OUTSIIIIIIIIIIIDE

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She’s such a pro

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Catching up on Scandal (ugh, why do I bother?) while editing

Tuesday:

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This wrap is called Arendelle’s Meadow and I HAVE to own it (I’m just borrowing it right now)

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Her happy place

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Evan was complaing it was too sunny to see the iPad screen so he put my jacket over his head. Kids these days.

Wednesday:

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Let me oooooouuuuuut

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I had to pin him down with my foot and then pull it out of the picture really quick

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Swinger

Thursday:

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BEST wrap meet-up ever

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Practicing

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Love soccer practice because of the dirt-eating opportunities

Friday:

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This face was temporary…

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…because this is what he wanted

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Mommy, I’m a koala!

Saturday:

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BFFs

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Cheese, guacamole, bacon, and chipotle sauce from The Whey Station

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Perfect evening for some photos

Today we went OUT OUT OUT to enjoy the 75 degree weather and now we are all tired tired tired. We just at dinner (it’s 4 pm) and I’m counting on a 6:30 pm bedtime for everyone – probably including me. 12 hours of sleep (even interrupted sleep) sounds amazing. The only family member who isn’t tired is Linc, who is currently out on the porch screeching at anyone who walks by and shoving push-cars around. I WISH he was in here nursing to sleep in my lap – because that’s always a nice excuse to sit on the couch instead of clean stuff – but he has an endless amount of energy. I’m actually looking forward to him walking so I can wear him out more.

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Sunday, April 26th, 2015

I am apparently allergic to everything that is blooming/growing at the moment. I ran through all the OTC drugs I had and I’m afraid to buy anything else in case the cops show up to look for my meth lab. Plus I can’t take any GOOD stuff because I’m nursing. If spring is going to kick my ass this much I would really appreciate it being warm enough to actually BE OUTSIDE.

Sunday:

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Those are actually suck pads for my Tula, not elbow decorations, but don’t tell her.

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I’m not exactly sure WHY Anna and Elsa were at the horse farm, but Caroline enjoyed it

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Stop being a jerk, Zebra-Donkey

Monday:

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He’s pleased with himself

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She said she’s building a fairy house

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Swim girl

Tuesday:

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How does a baby who can’t dress himself lose so many shoes?

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Look at the little fox with the camera!

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First day of soccer

Wednesday:

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I did a LOT of babywearing this week

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It was not actually as warm as it looks. He just really wanted to touch the grass.

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He nurses like this every time.

Thursday:

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It SNOWED while we were outside

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Evan switched to the U8 soccer team instead of the beginners, so we’re at soccer for 2 hours. Which is NOT FUN when it’s SNOWING.

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Sight words today, learning about copyright infrigement tomorrow

Friday:

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Practicing

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Happy baby

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Unimpressed with the outlet mall

Saturday:

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Helping me with the seasonal clothing switch

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Very excited about Moe’s

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THIS BRUSH IS DELICIOUS

This is our second week with our new very busy schedule. I really hope the baby and my allergies let me sleep enough to survive it. I would give almost anything for 12 hours of uninterrupted sleep. It’s amazing how quickly a few bad nights catch up with you. I should in fact be sleeping right now but I was a) finishing this post and b) watching episodes of Call the Midwife I didn’t realize were new and my DVR was kindly recording for me.

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