baby mine

 

gavin west - month ten
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last year at this time i was this.  wild.
this year we know your face. your hands.
your name.

at ten months you are:
still miniature.
still toothless.
still a grouchy- growly boy.

at ten months you are:
finally diggin’ solid foods
practically walking
giving loves
playing peek-a-boo
blab-blabbing on the telephone with dad
happiest in the bathtub
already getting into mischief
(including but not limited too:  getting into the cleaning supplies and choking on silver/turquoise rings)

you. are a handful.
but– i love you so.

a grateful: happy: full heart

so full.
oh my. yes – so full.
full of turkey & cranberries & homemade pumpkin pie.
full of love & gratitude & sweet happy peace.
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so grateful.
oh my. yes – so grateful.
grateful to have a seat at the table of this family with these people.

happy thanksgiving, little lovey’s.
love, lin

i create:

+food that fills bellies
+snuggly bed times
+handsome baby boys
+a warm home
+friendships with my little sisters
+lot’s of miscellaneous phone calls with my mom
+straight sewing lines
+pretty handwritten letters
+a messy bedroom
+smiles for strangers
+loud singing while driving
+just-saying-hello visits to a’s job site
+good mixed cd’s
+the best snail mail packages
+happy doodles
+a budget each month – that i’m no good at stickin’ to
+a creative crafty space
+wiggly boys on sunday church pews
+boxes full of a lifetime’s worth of journals
+stay-up-late-nights
+sleep-in-late-mornings
+a blog that i love
+a sisterhood in my ward family

and you? what do you create?




i am still giddy with leftover spiritual enlightenment from last night’s relief society fireside. it was so inspiring. i am surrounded by the most amazing sisterhood. i can’t even begin to describe it here in blog words. i am supported and loved and filled with gratitude at the realization that i am exactly where i need to be {geographically} at this stage of my life. no words, sisters. no words.

love, lindsay

a serious case of all-cooped-up

   

in case you were wondering:
we’ve taken this still-in-our-pajama’s-at-noon party
added some boots, some cousins…
and headed out to the backyard.
it’s awesome.

still…

i’m missing my family terribly.
wishing my boys and i had a lunch date at the rusted sun that we needed to be on our way to.
wishing that regg and pretz and jack would be waiting for us there.

or at least…

wishing andrey could’ve  called in “sick” and would’ve stayed home to join us for some serious kickball.
pajamas vs. skins.

empty tank – full heart

seeing the everyday (a week in pictures) – day five
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i’ve got a big full thump-thumping heart after noticing the everyday things i really saw by doing this, this week.
now it’s your turn. what do you see? let me know – so i can come visit and take a look, too.
love, lin

let the sunshine in

seeing the everyday (a week in pictures) – day four

stripes + curiosity

seeing the everyday (a week in pictures) – day three

a good couch-bed morning

seeing the everyday (a week in pictures) - day two

cheerios + correspondence

seeing the everyday (a week in pictures) – day one