The little beach fairy who made me a mama.
And her grandmother, the woman who made me.
My parents came to visit this weekend, and I’m so grateful I got to spend Mother’s Day with my mom. My dad starts his cancer treatment this week, and it’ll be a while before we’re all together again, so I’m especially glad we got to make these memories. Every day counts, y’all, and every moment is special.
Well, this was just wonderful. 😊
Winter is still my favorite, even now that I live at the beach these days. I never take snow for granted, generally but especially now, and I thoroughly enjoyed this beautiful evening. (And you bet I sat out on my porch in my pajamas and watched it fall!)
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.
…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.
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.
Summer around here is watermelon season.
Lucy approves.
In this house, we all have our roles to play. Lucy is the baby, I’m the mama, Graham is the dad. And Merlin?
Merlin is the bouncer.
I just can’t get enough of them.
…and I can’t wait.
We did a maternity photoshoot a couple of weeks ago, and I’m so happy to have some wonderful pictures of this time in our lives. Such precious memories, and one day, we’ll be able to share these with Baby Girl.
(Credit to Jessica Simpson Photography. She did such a good job working with us and capturing all of our goofy faces.)
This little guy seems to come back and visit us every year.
We always see him at his favorite spot on the power lines by our back window. Out of curiosity, I looked up bluebirds, and most of the information I found says that they symbolize joy and hope, and are a sign that good things are just around the corner. Well, I sure hope so! But perhaps it’s enough that this little one makes me smile – a big kindness from so small a creature.
Nature is amazing, y’all.
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