Monday, February 16, 2015

























Documenting Bea and the now here, in a very small way has been fun! I will be glad to look back on some of these pictures and posts. I love her busy hands, making worms and cookies, sorting beads, throwing beads. Oh, throwing beads. I bought those about six months ago because I felt a rush of inspiration to make beaded bracelets for all of the grandparents and aunts and uncles and cousins but quickly realized the fun mess they make, the sustaining mess they make, the sounds they make in the vacuum, the way they feel on the bare foot, and the way they slide off of the adult's tiny bracelet attempt without a care in the world. For now, beads are for sorting and listening to as they hit glass and plastic jars.

Friday, February 6, 2015








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Dani made Bea's birthday cake with incredible attention and care without being asked. We collect camellias because, well, they are clearly special to us. My friend Katie has me looking at the perfect imperfections of a living home. I really appreciate this even though I vacuum and spend a while cleaning every day. I love how Bea calls our house home. She already knows that it is important to me, I guess.  This place home is feeling very warm lately, very cozy, toasty. All of a sudden this kid is two. We let her use technology from time to time, see? She is not shy, she is coy, she is such a sweetheart.