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?

Practice Makes Perfect

Or so they say. I think practice, more importantly, makes fun, especially when it comes to music. There’s really nothing in the world quite like sitting down with cool people and making good noise.

And y’all, I am so happy and proud to report that Lucy agrees.

A little musician in the making. 😊 My heart is so happy.

(But we never did quite figure out how to play the song we were working on, because Lucy just really needed to strum on the instruments instead. Which, honestly, was so much better.)

The Very Best New Toy Ever

Lucy has inherited, it seems, many things from me. My temper, my stubbornness, my curiosity, the shape of my eyes, my sleeping habits. We discover something new every day – some little look or mannerism – and it’s fascinating and funny and wonderful. Most wonderful of all?

Lucy loves music.

Musical toys have always been her favorite.

She’s super intrigued by my dad’s guitar and mandolin.

She likes it when I sing to her.

It’s been so lovely, to share music with my baby. And I knew that when we moved, we’d finally have the space for something I’ve always wanted, something that would bring even more music into our home.

It got here over the weekend.

And, y’all, it’s a big hit.

I am over the moon. Lucy and I agree: This is the best new toy ever.