Archive for August, 2010

Can You Say Awkward? I Knew You Could.

Tuesday, August 31st, 2010

Okay.  I’ve got an awesome idea.  Let’s all dress in denim, pile on top of each other, and smile really cheesy for our family photo.  It’ll be perfect framed over our fireplace, don’t you think?  Not to mention, it’ll make the most amazing Christmas card.  All our friends and family will love it.*

 Or if that looks a little weird, maybe we should all wear white tops, climb a tree, and straddle each other.  Yup, that’s what we should do.  And to make the pose perfect, I totally think we should all put our hands on our knees and say ‘family’ when the photographer tells us it’s time to smile.*

Or maybe, we should just dress the way we always dress, and do the things we always do, while the most talented photography team in Missouri and Kansas captures us just being us.

 Josh and Jenny of Solar Photographers are an incredibly brilliant husband and wife duo who’ve been snapping photos of our family since Reichen was 7 weeks old.

Since then, Josh and Jenny have been there for all our most important moments, including both boys’  first steps, my big belly during my 2nd pregnancy; they even captured this sweet shot of my 2nd son just days after he was born.

I tell you all this because I’m super psyched about our latest session with Solar Photographers.  I love that they just let us do what we do while they capture it all.  There’s no posing, no placing hands on knees, and the best part:  they never make us shout ‘cheese’ after the count of three.

 If you want to see more from our session, Josh and Jenny have our highlights and so many other incredible photo shoots posted on their awesome blog.  Enjoy!

*Did you like these awkward family photos?  You can see more here.

Husbandism #23

Monday, August 30th, 2010

David:  “Can you please not eat that granola bar in bed?  The crumbs always get stuck in my back hair.”

Super Duper Important Editor’s Note:  The only way my husband would let me post this husbandism is if I explained in a quite clear and concise manner that he does not, in fact, have a tremendous amount of back hair.  There’s not a forest growing back there.  Or enough to knit his own sweater.  No, David has even less than the normal amount of back hair any normal 30 something would have.

There.  I said it.

Toddler Talk

Thursday, August 26th, 2010

Reichen:   “Mommy?”

Me:   “Yes, baby?”

Reichen:  “When is Daddy coming home?”

Me:  “I don’t know.  After work, like usual, I guess.  Why?”

Reichen:  “Because you are going to be in so much trouble when I tell Daddy you made me sit in time out.”

What my 3 year old said after a stint in time out for biting his brother.

Bling For Your Boo Boos

Wednesday, August 25th, 2010

Now that I know the fabulous Cynthia Rowley designs bling for boo boos, I’m so going to gouge myself with something sharp.  Nothing serious.  Just a flesh wound.  But if I got to cover the scrape with sparkly sequins, it would totally be worth it.  Totally

I’m Not Sure How I Knew. But I Knew.

Wednesday, August 25th, 2010

I always knew I’d be the mom of two little boys.

I’m not sure how I knew.

But I knew.

I waited for you.

I longed for you.

I dreamed for you.

And now that you’re here, my boys.

I want you to know.

You are the most incredible creatures.

I am inspired by you.

I am amazed by you.

I am blessed by you.

I always knew I’d be the mom of two little boys.

I’m not sure how I knew.

But I knew.

New York Artist Belts it Out

Sunday, August 22nd, 2010

I scoured the streets of SoHo and Greenwich Village for hours while on vacation last week searching for something special.  And special is exactly what I got when I stumbled upon New York street vendor Shauna Hull.  Hull is an incredibly talented jewelry designer who came up with a concept she calls ‘wrist belts.’

I admit, the look isn’t for everybody, but it is for me.  I love it!  And what I love even more than the huge piece of purple druzy wrapped around my wrist:  Hull’s originality.  She is a unique voice in the jewelry business and I can’t wait to watch her career explode.

Toddler Talk

Wednesday, August 18th, 2010

Reichen:   “Mommy!  Mommy!”

Me:   “Yes, baby?”

Reichen:  “Can you bring me a magazine?  I need to look at it while I’m in here pooping.”

The One About Our Trip To NYC

Wednesday, August 18th, 2010

Did I mention to you that we just took a vacation?

We had so much fun traveling across our great nation.

 

We dropped the boys at their Grandma’s and then we flew off.

And spent four nights and five days in a New York City loft.

 

We visited my brother, David’s brother, and my dad was there too.

We saw a musical, went shopping, and I lost my breath viewing a statue.

 

We then hopped on a bus that showed us the city’s sites.

Including a tall building that made me afraid of heights.

 

We went to Little Italy, China Town, and visited Times Square.

We took cabs, rode the subway, and had the best time, I swear.

 

Now that we’re home, I feel refreshed and brand new.

So sit back, relax, I’d like to share a few photos with you.

1.    David on the ferry to Ellis Island.

2.    Tasha on the ferry to Ellis Island.

3.    The view from the top of the Empire State Building.

4.    The Statue of Liberty.

5.    Construction at Ground Zero.

6.    My Dad and me on the tour bus.

7.    David and his brother.

8.    Tasha having lunch at The Spotted Pig.

9.    The Spotted Pig Restaurant.

10.  David riding the tour bus.

11.   My brother, his daughter, and me.

12.   David and his brother at The Spotted Pig.

 

 

Husbandism #22

Tuesday, August 17th, 2010

David:  “I poured chocolate milk over Raisin Bran and fed it to them.  What?  What’s wrong with that?  It’s what they wanted.”

What my husband said when I asked him what he fed the boys for dinner tonight.

I Have an Issue

Monday, August 16th, 2010

The September/August issue of Lonny is here, finally! 

And to wet your whistle, here’s a tiny taste.  Bon Appetit!

If You’re Jealous And You Know It, Clap Your Hands

Sunday, August 15th, 2010

“I think she could be jealous,” she happened to mention.

“Perhaps that’s the reason for all of the tension.”

 

“I’m not sure,” I reply.  “I just do not know.”

“I mean, it’s so strange.  Do you think it’s ego?”

 

I wish I could tell you who it is we’re discussing.

But it’s a line I can’t cross, not even for blogging.

 

Yet, the situation is strained, I can tell you that much.

It’s been awkward, and weird, and hard, and such.

 

So with out saying more, I simply ask for your counsel.

Don’t worry about your reply, there’s no need to be bashful.

 

Are you aware when you’re jealous, that’s my question to you?

Do you realize it’s that emotion that’s making you blue?

 

And when someone calls you jealous and you think you are not

Could you ever admit that you might be somewhat?

 

This whole jealousy thing has got my mind spinning.

And I have to admit, it’s not really a good thing.

 

So my dear readers, I leave it to you.

And with that I’ll say goodnight and bid you adieu.

 

 

 

Husbandism #21

Wednesday, August 11th, 2010

 David: “Well, that’s why it’s not called Momopolitan.”

What my husband said after I told him no one I know would ever wear the super sparkly leggings the woman in Comopolitan Magazine was modeling.

The One About David Snoring

Monday, August 9th, 2010

I say he snores.

He says he doesn’t.

I say I win.

 p.s.  Sorry for the poor video and sound quality, but when you’re startled awake with snoring at 2:00am, you want to capture the culprit, and all I had was my cell phone.  Turn up the volume on you computer.  Trust me, you’ll hear him.

Get A Whiff Of This

Sunday, August 8th, 2010

I’m not really a perfume person, but I can’t seem to stop myself from sniffing the stuff every time I pass a fragrance counter.  So while I may not buy many bottles, I’ve certainly smelled them all, including Anthropologie’s latest line called A Rather Novel Collection

 There are 6 fragrances in this line, and each was one inspired by a different flavor of tea.  While all of them smell spectacular, I especially adore Silk Road Caravan by Stephen Nilsen.  The perfume is made from white tea buds and fresh apricot paired with peony and vanilla.  It’s so fresh, so light, and so yummy that I actually did more that sniff it this time, I bought it.

The One About the Pair of Prehistoric Pests

Thursday, August 5th, 2010

I don’t know what my deal is, I really don’t, but every time I try to release the emergency parking break in the car, I pop the hood instead.  And I’m not sure, by the way, why I always set the emergency break whenever I turn off the ignition.  It’s a habit, I guess.  I mean, It’s not as if my 2,000 pound vehicle is going to roll off the flat parking lot of the grocery store, gym, or library.

But I don’t think I’ll ever set the emergency break again since this afternoon, after having to hop out of the car to shut the hood, my soul was permanently scarred when I saw these suckers.

The bodies of these beasts are at least the size of my big toe.  AT LEAST!

And their wing span is at least 7 inches.  AT LEAST!

I guess it’s a good thing hoods have those hooks which keeps them from flying in your face while you drive.   I mean,  there was no way I was getting anywhere near those prehistoric pests in order to heave down that hood.  No way.

David doesn’t know it, but when he gets home, he is so picking out those cooties from my car.  I bet he’ll savor every single second of it, too.  

I bet he even preserves the bug bodies so he and the boys can pluck their whopping wings and smooch their monstrous toe carcasses.  I can’t tell you how many insects, worms, and beetles David has given them to inspect and destroy because as David says, that’s what boys do.

But that’s another blog for another day.