My hands are full.
But –
My heart is, too.
mom life
(Almost) Wordless Wednesday: It’s the Great Pumpkin, Lucy Blue!
Just one more Halloween post, because Lucy carved her very first pumpkin! Well, her daddy carved it and she watched. But I think it’s safe to say, she was a pretty big fan.
She gave it lots of hugs and said hi to it every time we went out on the porch. SO. CUTE.
Happy Halloween!
From our family to yours. 😊
May you always believe in magic…and in friends, frolicking, harmless mischief, and the utterly restorative power of candy.
(We’re the Belcher kids from Bob’s Burgers. It’s okay if you didn’t know. No one else did either. Lol.)
(Almost) Wordless Wednesday: Brave and Beautiful
Beauty and bravery, tutus and toughness, femininity and fortitude – these things are not mutually exclusive. What Lucy can dream, she can do. And I want her to live in a world where no one can tell her no just because she’s a girl.
(Almost) Wordless Wednesday: Happiness is..
…a sunny morning on the sand and also this random candle she found in Nana Meg’s cabinet and carried around for the rest of the day.
(Almost) Wordless Wednesday: Spaghetti Monster
The question is…
…is Lucy the spaghetti monster, or does she think the spaghetti is a monster? Further study will be required, I think, to make a final determination.
The Little Girl Who Would Not Nap
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful little girl named Lucy.
Lucy was very smart and brave, and also very curious. She loved to explore, and to play with her best friend, Merlin the Magic Cat.
Lucy did not love to nap. Every day after lunch, Mama and Lucy would sit down in a quiet room and cuddle, and Mama would sing lullabies. But Lucy did not want to fall asleep.
She only wanted to play and play.
And play and play and play and play and play and play and play.
Lucy could play for hours and just not get tired.
And play and play and play and play and play and…
Everyone has to sleep, silly Lucy.
(Almost) Wordless Wednesday: Selfie Mode
Y’all…
This beautiful, silly, clever kid. Oh, my heart. 😊
(Also, about ten minutes after this photo was taken, she broke Graham’s phone. LOL.)
Becoming a Beach Person
I’m a mountain person.
Always have been.
Graham grew up by the water, and spent pretty much every summer day of his entire childhood on the sand. He’s the first person I’ve ever met who actually lived at the beach.
Before we got together, I think I’d visited the beach, like, five times, maybe?
All of that to say, the beach was never a huge part of my life, and it’s taken some getting used to.
It’s silly, I know, to say something like that. Lots of people love the beach – they visit every year, they make plans to retire there, they dream of owning a house and staying in it as often as they can. And I totally get it! It’s just never been my thing.
But y’all, sometimes, you gotta get over yourself.
And in this case, you is me. I am you. Because, as it turns out, Lucy loves the beach.
She’s a little intimidated by the all that sand and water, sure, but she’s a fan. Graham is elated. 😊 And me?
Well, I guess I’m finally, slowly, and for the best reason ever, becoming a beach person.
Who Could? (A Poem)
Picture this:
You spend your whole life
learning to say no.
And then:
A small human
who looks like you
comes along,
and all that practice?
Yeah, it’s gone.
Out the window.
With the wind.
And you find:
You don’t even care.
Because, truly, who could
say no to that face?
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