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Mexico: The Remix

June 15, 2014

Norah has been having fun with my camera phone now that she knows how it works.  I delete approximately 300 photos everyday.  (I’m not exaggerating.)  But I kept a few from our trip that were kind of cute and interesting.  Life through the eyes of a two year old is pretty fascinating!

 

Cancun 2014

Cancun 2014

Cancun 2014

Cancun 2014

Cancun 2014

en la playa

June 12, 2014

We’ve returned from a week in Mexico, and while I was a little disappointed that our first couple of days were pretty overcast, it ended up being a great trip with sunny skies as the week went on.  We had a fun time.

Cancun 2014

Cancun 2014

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Traveling with these two was NO JOKE this year. I know it was dumb of me to do so, but for some unknown reason, I expected this year to be a little “easier” than last year’s trip with a one and three year old. (hahaha, LOLOLOL.  That is the funniest thing I’ve ever heard in hindsight.) But now that Norah can keep up with Jude, they are on the move all the time. It is exhausting to prevent catastrophe and keep them reasonably quiet and in line in airports and restaurants. But the reward is pretty sweet as I watched them explore together and make memories. I hope they have many more adventures together, some even without me one day.

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Cancun 2014

Cancun 2014

Cancun 2014

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We spent the majority of our time at the resort, but we ventured out on a bus to see more a couple times.  We wanted so badly to tour Chichen Itza, but I just didn’t think they could handle a total 4+ hours of travel time back and forth for that purpose, so we’ll save that one for another trip one day.  Even with our quick jaunts though, the Yucatan delivered with bright colors, kind people, fresh corn tortillas, and one delicious mango margarita.

Cancun 2014

Cancun 2014

All in all it was a great trip, and seeing the ocean for a few days always makes summer seem more official somehow.

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Cancun 2014

We’ve got many more things to strike from the summer goal list though — I’m hoping for more grilling out, more pool days, more library trips, more reading, and more trips to the farmer’s market. Home never feels as good as when you’ve been away, and despite the piles of laundry and emails to answer, I’m glad to be back and looking forward to what this season has in store.  Cheers to summer!

back at it

June 4, 2014

When I was a full-time stay-at-home-mom, I definitely had my fair share of comments from working mothers about how hard staying home was and how draining it can be on your nerves and energy.  I had my moments, admittedly, but on the whole, I think I just grew used to it.  That bone-tired feeling at the end of the day.  The constant watching and correcting and cooking and cleaning.  But after a few months of having an office and an outside focus for a few hours of my day, my stamina has declined.  Because ohmygosh I am so tired chasing these kids.

 

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I love being home and I am grateful it is summer.  But these ages are no joke. A Facebook friend of mine posted a photo last week to explain she is doing an etiquette “camp” with her ten-year-old daughter this summer – complete with a walk through Emily Post’s guidebook and a final exam that culminates in a dinner party where her daughter has to correctly host and carry on conversations with invited guests.  I think the idea is admirable and sweet and maybe one day I will teach these skills to my two, but I also laugh a little.  My kids are two and four, and my summer plans are to keep them alive, happy, fed.  That is pretty much it.

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But so far we are making it and basking in the glory of some lazy days ahead.  We’ve splashed around at the neighborhood pool, climbed trees, spent time with cousins and friends, and eaten outside more often than not. I know it’s the teacher in me, but summer really is my favorite.

officially summer

May 22, 2014

We are on summer break, and as I read a little outside on the porch yesterday while Jude played and Norah napped, I was reminded of what a gift it is to work only 9 months a year.  I will never get rich in academics, but I have a passion for what I do and as a very special bonus, I get these months off every year to exhale and re-center and spend time with my kids.  It really is the perfect balance for me.  My first year back at work has come to an end, and on the whole, it went really well.  It feels good to have it behind me.

 

Last weekend was busy with the birthday of one very shy little girl.  It astounds me how talkative and energetic she is when it’s only us hanging out at home – yet how incredibly shy she is in a crowd.  We had such a small party this year, and she was still bashful when her big moment came.

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blowing out her birthday candles

As the week went on, I’ve crossed a few things off the to-do list with a check-up for Norah and a dermatologist appointment for me. But we also managed to squeeze in a morning of strawberry picking as well. This little farm is only a short 25 minutes up the road for us, and it was small and manageable with two kids and one mom.  We had a great time.

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Jude was really interested in it this year and a great berry-finder. I was genuinely impressed with his determination to only pick the very best ones! We ended up with a full gallon, and he was really proud.  He’s been asking a lot of questions lately about where his food comes from, and he’s taking a new interest in gardening ideas.  It’s sparked some really fun moments in the kitchen and outside.

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So summer has begun in the very best way, and we are enjoying it already.  We have all of next week to be lazy and get excited about our trip to Mexico next month.  More soon, friends.

Year Two: A Letter

May 18, 2014

Dear Norah,

Somehow you are two today, and my baby doesn’t feel like such a little one anymore. This year has been monumental for you in so many ways. You run steadily rather than toddle. You use words we are beginning to understand. You process the world around you faster than we’d like sometimes.  Your knowing eyes are firm, your gaze is insistent, and you have a mind of your own.  I find that this is such a weird age – so big yet so little at the same time.  But I guess I could say that about you every year from now on. As I grow older and as I watch you do the same, my perspective changes. It’s my favorite thing about being a mom – new eyes all the time.

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I have to laugh a little as I think back on what we were doing two years ago and how you came into this world. The days that followed your entrance were so quiet and peaceful. I had relatives ask in the early weeks if you had ever cried before because they were genuinely concerned that there could be a medical reason for your silence. And in hindsight, I don’t know when you crossed that line as you became more comfortable in your own skin, but quiet is not exactly the word I would use to describe you most of the time. Happy? Sad? Angry? Excited? You tell the world, loud and clear.

You’ve found your voice, and you aren’t afraid to use it. Much of it is minimally understood by the general public right now, of course. But those of us who live with you have learned Norah-speak. We have no choice but to listen. You’ll sit (or “disss”) on the couch and yell “babink!” louder and louder and LOUDER until someone brings you the blanket you want. Same with your morning demand for water in a very particular cup (never the easily reachable one at the front of the cabinet) or the million other requests and orders you shout at us all day. Persistence, my dear. I will never have to teach you that one. But it is a trait that will serve you well, and I love that you assert your ideas and wishes already.

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When I think about you as my daughter and what that means, it makes me a little nervous. I worry about the same societal pressures that have been apparent for generations but just keep getting stronger with time, it seems.  But for every demand of yours to put on a fluffy dress, you request Jude’s Thor costume and have acquired a pretty convincing use of its hammer. For every time you say “princess,” you also yell “Batman!” and put on a superhero cape. You are feisty but gentle. Content but persistent. Shy but opinionated. Energetic but observant.  What is it Louisa May Alcott says? You can be “a great many things.” Hold onto that idea as you grow and change. Don’t let anyone ever tell you that you can only be one thing. You are way more than that, and we see it already.

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You have taught me so much in these months. You lead me to question my long-held assumptions about girlhood and independence and attachment and my expectations of what it means to be a mother. You have an independent streak I don’t recall seeing in your brother at this age, and though you love to be held, you wave goodbye when you want to without looking back.  I know one day you’ll do this on a much bigger scale when you cross highways and continents and all kinds of symbolic thresholds without me.  For now, this is hard enough. I welcome a little longer with you safely in my nest.

It’s hard for me to visualize what life will be like as you get older, especially knowing you are likely the last baby in our home.  You’ll tie your own shoes one day. Grab your own snacks from the fridge. Brush your own hair. These simple tasks that fill my moments will disappear. Your interests will move far beyond me and our life together, and your dreams will get bigger and bolder. When I consider all that waits, I don’t mind your insistent hands and grunting voice reaching for me when I’m making dinner. Having done this before with your brother ahead of you, I know we are looking at your last year as such a portable little sidekick. Let’s enjoy it.

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You want to be bigger, older, stronger, and I want to tell you to hold off and stay right here for a while, but I know it doesn’t do any good to wish time could pause – not now and not when you are ten or sixteen or twenty, or in my case thirty-three. So for the moment, I just take these mental photographs and try my hardest to remember every detail as you are now – still soft and squishy and compact for a little while longer. We have a lot to do together before you leave my grip.

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To my mischievous, spirited, perceptive, tenacious daughter: thank you for entertaining me, for keeping me on my toes, for reminding me to pay attention and see the joy in everyday life. I love you.

Happy Birthday, Norah.

Love,
Mama

 

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*Photos snapped on my iPhone or taken during our session with Atlanta photographer Andrew Thomas Lee.
 
*** I write letters to my kids on their birthdays. You can see Norah’s previous ones here and here.  And you can read Jude’s first, second, third, and fourth letters here.

 

life lately

May 9, 2014

We are winding down and so ready for summer.  The weather is warm here; we have a week left of school, and there are 26 days between me and the Yucatan peninsula. Not much to complain about.

 

Jude has been helping me often in the yard lately. We’ve worked on a few flowers, tomatoes, squash, zucchini, cucumbers, and lots of herbs. He’s so interested in it, and it’s fun to watch this hobby grow for him.  He was very vocal and opinionated when the two of us went shopping for flowers.  “I want this one, mom!  This one will look the prettiest – don’t you think?”

 

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We also went to a neighborhood block party a couple weeks ago with 60 kids and met so many other families! It’s great to be in a place that’s starting to feel like community. …Plus Jude won the sack race which was a crowning accomplishment he felt pretty good about. Ha.  Sister loved trying to steal his candy winnings.

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I hope your summer is getting off to a good start as we head toward Memorial Day. Happy weekend!

Easter Weekend

April 21, 2014
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We had a cancelled neighborhood party on Saturday which was a little disappointing.  But the weather improved on Sunday, and our little neighborhood shindig was rescheduled for next weekend, so in the end, I guess we just get to stretch it out over two weeks.  It was a fun holiday, and I love this time of year.

 

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haha.  Norah's face! SMILE.

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I hope the holiday brought great things for you and your family!

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