M is Three

My little big girl,

I'm not allowed to call you my baby anymore, according to you. "I'm a BIG GIRL, Mama" is the response, and when I try to explain that you're still my baby you firmly disagree, aided by the fact that there is an actual baby waiting in my belly. Maybe a month ago you came and laid down beside me after your bath...

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Twenty-Eight

My twenty-ninth spin around the sun begins today. For someone who pays attention to dates and calendars, it's quite nice to have a birthday that falls shortly after the New Year. We mark the start of a new year, with all of its promise and potential, and a few weeks later I mark the start of my own new year, twelve months with...

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The Year of Pressing Play

I'm turning 27 tomorrow. It doesn't feel like a particularly monumental year -- 27 feels like a space saved between 25 and 30. There's nothing new or novel about 27. No special privileges afforded, no named celebrations -- just another spin around the sun. Not that that's a bad thing!

Twenty-six came in a burst of activity. It was one of our...

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M’s First Birthday

Two Saturdays ago we got together with M's local friends and family and celebrated her first birthday!

I made the cake, Matt did the base icing and I decorated it. I had envisioned something a lot fancier but... we ran out of time -- as always! If you are planning a first birthday party I highly recommend finishing the cake the evening...

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