Happy Friday! A truly random bit of info: almost every Sunday, M has what we call "DDT" or Daddy Daughter Time. He started this tradition when K was about a year old, and takes her out on a date each week. Their time together ranges in activity: bike riding or a scoop of ice cream or just lounging around. It's a win-win all around because while they bond, I get to sneak in some extra work (or fun) time. And almost every Sunday, I go to the same coffee shop and every once in a while, there is a …
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To be Shiny
Last week, when I shared the Hudson pants, I was surprised by the number of people who commented on how harsh I was being about my (let's face it), um, strong calves and other body parts. Of course, I appreciated how kind and encouraging the commenters were being, so I've done some thinking about that since then, prompted also by a conversation I had with K a few days ago. Here's how the conversation went: K: Mama, when you were a kid, did you have certain characteristics that you thought you …
Happy Friday + Randomness
Happy Friday! I'm dragging my feet on the girl-transforming-into-werewolf costume for K and my pleas for her to wear the ninja costume tonight are falling on deaf ears. I obviously need to re-evaluate who's the boss here. ************************* A random comment on the age-old game of tag by K: I'm not that into being "it" these days. I'm totally over it. ************************* Alright, I better see if I can muster the energy to focus on assembling faux fur...Have a great …
Happy Friday + Randomness
Happy Friday! This little illustration is totally random, but these little kimono girls make me happy. I hope you've had a wonderful week, and are gearing up for a fun weekend. I'm keeping it sweet and short today since a certain 8-year-old wants me to sew up a rather involved Halloween costume. ************************************* K on adolescence: Mama, I hope I'm the kind of teenager that likes her parents...I hear teenagers are really …
Happy Friday + Randomness
Happy Friday! "Mama?" K asked the other day, "How is it that I have both your DNA and Daddy's DNA? I don't get it." I gulped. At her eight-year wellness check during the summer, our pediatrician warned me that the questions will start. Not MY little girl, I thought smugly, I still have all the time in the world. But here we are, just two months after the warning, and K has been peppering me with some variation of this question almost every day. So I ordered a book recommended by the …