^Hanging Wall of Balloons
^Birthday rainbow pancakes
^First ever nail painting session was an extra special one (I snuck an iPhone pic in there, was all I had to capture that cute memory)
^Race to the subway
^The wind worked hard at blowing us right over
^Stop at the candy store, for 1 item each (her scoop was not that big, though she tried)
^So excited to have candy, who needs to eat it.
I snapped some memories from my girls third birthday yesterday. We try to make birthday’s special from morning till night, also we haven’t jumped on the birthday party ship yet – mostly since we don’t have a lot of family around to invite. Basically we shoot to make each moment a birthday event, even if it means just giving it a special name for the day (birthday tantrums, are special right?).
Three whole years old! It really feels unfair how fast these kids grow up, but at the same time I wouldn’t change it for the world – every moment is more amazing and filled with more love then the last. Harlow everyday we fall more and more and more in love with your kind little heart, silly personality, delicate demeanor, strong determination, and your fierce “I can do it” attitude. You are our cuddle bunny, our little sweetheart, our little tom boy girly girl – Mommy, Daddy and Kingston love you more then Mommy could ever possibly describe in words on the internet. Happy Third Birthday Harlow we love you!
Tuesday after a long weekend is like all the Monday’s from one month, combined. Three days of letting the chores and errands go, three days of just enjoying my people – well 3.25 since Chris had to work on Saturday. This morning was rough, sad and messy – you know the drill.
Sunday we attended the coolest art birthday party for one of our favorite little friends, my Instagram holds the only evidence of this awesome day. Yesterday the kids asked if we could go look at big boats, so down by the lake we went. After a long and beautiful day along the water, watching street performers, playing in the sand, lot’s of walking and trying to keep smiles on two grumpy kiddos faces (I swear it doesn’t look like it, but they were grump and grumpier all day) – we accidentally chose the path back to the subway that put the Steam Whistle Brewery right in front of us. So basically the day, and the entire May long weekend was pretty awesome. Currently I’m scrambling to fold mount laundry, and yawn as I try to get all my ducks in a row for a special little lady’s birthday later this week.
And because I didn’t really bring my camera out, my favorite “behind the scenes, outtake, photo you’ve probably already seen if you follow me on Instagram” moment…
Last week one of my most favorite humans on earth (actually two, that sweet little red headed beauty is near the top of my favorite little people list) had a layover, a blip of a moment in our city. It’s crazy how even a blip of a moment with amazing people like my beautiful friend Ashleigh, can feel so full and complete. There is no small talk we just jump right into the real stuff like there has been zero time between the last time I saw her (even though really it’s been a year). Of course a small visit with someone you love so dearly isn’t actually enough, but time with favorite people can be so rich that even a blip can feel so full.
It’s a little bit funny (did Elton John just pop in your head?) how spending any amount of time with amazing friends and family quickly reminds me how grateful I am to have such an amazing list of favorite people in my life – and also how sad it is that most of them live way too far away. Simple times filled with love and friendship, force my head to shake a little. They remind me that all the worries I have about things and stuff are mostly just silly (mostly), it’s the people, those little blips of moments with my favorite people that make life so rich and complete. Now if only someone would get on creating a quicker or cheaper way to travel, we could fill our days with so many more rich moments.
It’s been a while since I shared some of those moments I never want to forget, not that there hasn’t been a ton of them – I just sorta kinda forgot. As always these moments are all captured with my iPhone.
Token mom photo, me trying to wipe dryed hot chocolate off my boys face and him extremely unimpressed and probably super annoyed.
My Mother’s Day was fantastic, we stayed in our PJ’s for over half the day and my family wouldn’t let me lift a finger. Then we went for a walk realized, it was freezing cold out, chugged some hot chocolate to warm up then devoured sushi to end the perfect low key day. I love my family, and I and beyond blessed to hold this Mom title.
The only thing my day was truly missing, was one on one time with my Mom – she lives about 4000 km away and so our “one on one time” came in the form of a skype date. I’m never really sure how to lead into a post filled with actual emotions (since I am more of a visual person), I usually stumble a bit until I can get to that part my brain won’t stop thinking about… READ THE FULL POST
We have officially entered into a little trike and bike obsession over here. The last couple summers they were both a little; “meh bikes are pretty cool, I guess”, this year they NEED to come with use everywhere. We are working with the bikes we have right now, and hopefully will be upgrading to some bigger kiddo bikes soon – mostly getting a proper bike with pedals for the balancing boy. Watching them ride bikes and walking beside them as they ride is awesome, obviously. Right now we are at the slow dance stage of bike riding, add an extra hour to travel time and slowly but surely we will get there. I expect by about mid season, my anxious heart is going to be fluttering and Chris and I won’t be needing to go for separate runs anymore. I’m a little extra nervous, as city living means no street is really a quiet one – so for now slow and steady really does win the race, and my anxious heart.
Harlow (because a few of you have asked)// TEE: c/o American Apparel – SHORTS: c/o Osh Kosh – SANDALS: Saltwater
Our Sunday didn’t actually involve any bacon, what so ever. Which actually felt a little like blasphemy, I don’t care what kind of bacon you prefer (veggie, turkey, au natrual, smoked, whatever) Sundays are for bacon. But, instead of bacon we hit up Mill St Brewery for some lunch and of course lunch beer (for mom and dad, just to be extra clear) – Sunday beer Sunday, just didn’t quite sound right. We did some strolling around The Distillery District, spending some play and shopping time at Mini Mioche’s newest location – she’s a beaut! The kids both got new shoes, Chris and I both got coffees. We strolled over to the park and ended the day cuddled under blankets watching with Star Wars, and trying to keep the kids awake till bedtime. The perfect Sunday in my books, how was your Sunday? Any bacon involved?