Quick Trip To The Old Country

This week, we’re off to the east coast, the land of my ancestors. I haven’t been back since 2007.

This time, I’m bringing a husband and two babies to meet my grandparents, who are in their 90s. My grandfather is 95. They are also meeting aunts, uncles and lots of cousins. They all have curious accents.

This will be the first time the guys have been on a plane. We have no idea how that’s going to go. Two ten month olds on a plane for six hours. Luckily, my parents are also coming on this trip. And they will be on the same plane. So if the boys start screaming, we are just going to hurl them and Gramma and Grampa and pretend we don’t know them.

Whee!

 

Magic For Sale

Oh My!

Have I mentioned our nanny is a photographer? Do you want to tell me to shut up already?

But do you see these photos? You SEE these little faces?

My face is adorable! Look at it!

I’m mentioning it again because Xilia is running a special on photo shoots for the next few weeks. And I cannot recommend her enough. She is offering 50% off a basic shoot for family or babe photos. This would normally be $450. Until the end of May, she is only charging $225 in the Portland metro area.

I can eat this, right?

I wasn’t planning on hiring a professional photographer to do a shoot for the boys. But never in a million years could I have ever hoped to get such wonderful shots myself.

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Go check out xiliafaye.com. You can contact her here. She is magic.

Nine Months, And A New Family Member

Our twin boys are nine months old. I know they are getting bigger, but I am somehow surprised whenever they achieve new milestones. Or when they learn something new. Or when their babbles start taking on a conversational articulateness. I see them getting bigger, but my inside reaction is always, “They don’t stay this way forever?” [...]

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Baby Giggles

Need a good laugh? Here you go. I wasn’t doing anything tremendously amusing. Just making faces. For some reason right then, it was the funniest thing in the world. Thanks, kid.

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Moving, Again

Yes, again. It’s a yearly thing. It’s a tradition. Since I moved to Portland, and since Dave and I have been together, we have moved five times. This will be our sixth move. In five years. We have never renewed a lease. I realize this sounds exhausting and maybe a little silly. Isn’t moving a [...]

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Always, Always, Always Wash Your Hands After Public Transportation

You know this already, right? You know it intuitively. If you put your hand on anything while on a bus, or reach out to steady yourself, you can be assured that thousands of other people have also had their hand where ever you are putting yours. And who knows what may linger on the surfaces of [...]

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I’m Partial, But Our Babies Are Fricken Adorable

Did I mention that our nanny is a photographer? Did I mention that she is awesome? Through the course of the day, she sends me photos of the guys. There are times I feel like I might just burst because THE CUTENESS. All photos by Xilia. I’m telling you, seeing these little faces gets me [...]

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Mary Fricken Sunshine

I had been contemplating writing about parenting and judgy-ness. I have been thinking about “judgement” for a while, and the sport we make of it. It’s a national past time. Someone, somewhere, is doing something wrong. And boy, someone, somewhere else, is pissed about it. I’m no different. I have opinions. The other day, I [...]

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Five Years Ago Today

Five years ago, I was new in Portland, and I met a guy for a beer. Not to sound like a ridiculous cheesy cheeseball, but I was in a new city, I had just gotten a job, I had just moved into my own apartment and it felt like the world was full of possibility. [...]

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Heigh Ho, Heigh Ho, It’s Back To Work I Go

I got a job. I mean, a job away from home. I was sort of, maybe, perhaps, thinking about going back to work, but I figured it was going to take me a long time to find a job that would suit our purposes. I wanted a job that I would enjoy, otherwise it wouldn’t [...]

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