Apparently, I brought a tiger home from summer camp yesterday. 

Is it bad that I take pictures of my kid's sad faces, too? I am still trying to capture the elusive fat lip in a picture. And don't worry he stopped crying shortly thereafter, he was just way over tired and needed a snuggle. 

(ps. it is hot and muggy again today so I sort of feel like how Huck looks. Sometimes the heat just makes you cranky.)


Just a couple of quick, cute shots so that I don't fall behind on the 52 project! My sweet big boy picking flowers for me on our soon to be bailed on hike from our trip out to Spectacle Island last weekend when it was hot, hot, hot. Too hot to drag a 4 1/2 year old and a 10 week old up a hill to see the view of the city. Next time, perhaps. 

And oh my goodness, look at the sweet, sweet toes! I love baby toes and Huck is already growing so fast! A friend over the weekend asked us if we were feeding him growth hormones...he is quite big. He does not necessarily look like a 10 week old so I am trying to capture all of the delightful small bits before he grows out of them. 

out and about

I was going through a bunch of photos which I have taken as of late and I found a bit of theme running through them; roads, paths and walkways seem to pop up routinely and they are all more or less symmetrical. So I grabbed a few and cropped them all the same and I quite like the contrast of the beach, the pastoral, the urban all sitting pretty lined up against one another creating an unintended thematic way to capture our adventures out and about. 


A new haircut and summer is in full swing. Ollie is going to a day camp for a few hours and gets to run around with buddies and then when the weather is nice (which thankfully has been often) we hit the park, the pool or suss out a walkable activity such as the farmer's market or a froyo trip. It has overall been an enjoyable summer with a few frustrations around a 4 1/2 year old who wants to what he wants and can throw some serious shade and eye rolls if he is feeling put out. It's a process that's for sure. 

Huck had his 2 month appointment this week. He was a super happy and jovial baby until the needles came out. Poor kiddo had been hamming it up for the nurse and then she goes and jabs him in his legs three times! Of course Huck went beet red and screamed his face off but as soon as I picked him up he stopped crying and just looked at me like, why did you let that lady do that to me?! Here are his stats: 13.5lbs (78%), 23.25 inches (66%), 41.8 cm noggin (99%).

my two bugs snuggling in the morning. 


summer is here! spray park is in full action. 

the beach is jammed!

and our local pool/kid pool. 

Huck, in repose.

Last night while I was cooking dinner I posted on Facebook a couple of pictures of Huck snoozing on the couch. He continued to snooze and move about into various lounging positions so I kept taking pictures. So I give you; Huck, in repose, series 1.1

Love it: Etsy: anewall

I am still trying to keep my eyes out for creative people, places and things even in the fog of Huck's newborn phase.  I came across this beautiful Etsy site, called "anewall" a.new.wall. The shop is run by two friends and their goal is to create a unique, extraordinary accent wall in your home. I love the bold graphic designs of the murals but they also have large-scale photographs of nature and vintage items. 


a hot & muggy day calls for a walk to the froyo shop before going to the wednesday farmer's market to get delicious blueberries.  

I mean really!? that is one happy chunk of a baby. 8 weeks old and living it up. 

Stowe, VT

As I mentioned in my previous post, we went up to Stowe, VT for a birthday getaway.  It was a fun filled trip with an ice cream factory tour at Ben & Jerry's, dinner out in Stowe, and a lovely little hike to see Bingham Falls. Vermont is so picturesque and overall we had stellar weather so we could enjoy the scenery. Keep reading to see a whole bunch of photos, including Oliver getting very serious over his ice cream!


At the end of last month I celebrated my birthday with a lovely jaunt up to Vermont with my boys. And in turning 33 I wanted to write down a few observations and thoughts.  Really, this was maybe my most favorite year yet (which I'm aware I say every year). I feel like 32 has been full of so much personal growth and change. I feel settled in our house (thank you new blue kitchen), we welcomed our newest family member (yay for Huck!), we had to say goodbye to our beloved dog (love you Lunabug), and along the way I think I cooked some good food, made some great friends and got to do it all with my favourite person, Matt. 

So here's what I've learned, at 32:

In order to succeed, you need your team. It takes a long time to build one, believe me. These are the ones you never have to second guess yourself around, the people who know all the shitty parts of your weird self and love you all the same. Find these people. Keep them close. Cultivate those relationships. And it's okay to have all the other types of friends too. But one of the biggest things I've learned is that not everyone will be on your team, and trying to fit every person in your life does not work. Stop doing it. Save your best energy for the people closest to you. 

Also, none of this shit matters. Seriously, it doesn't. The only thing that matters is that you wake up in the morning and you feel like you're doing a good job at being a good human being. That you're being the best wife you can be, the best Mom, the best sister, daughter, friend, whatever, and doing every single thing in your life with kindness and love. That's it. Anything else- what someone thinks about you, all of the little things you worry about, random stuff that pops into your mind and doesn't go away- it doesn't matter. You want love? Be love. You want light? Be light. Be what you want to see, and you will see more of exactly that.

The biggest thing that I gained during my 32nd year though, was a much deeper self-acceptance. It feels good to be ME, in all of my silly, nerdy, happy, too-sappy, sometimes flippant, adventurous, emotional, mercurial glory. And to feel so excited about other people being THEM. 

And so 32, you were fantastic. I look back with my rose-colored glasses and even though I see the bad, hard, sometimes frustrating stuff, I am fully aware its all part of it. I don't mind getting older. I love birthdays. Here's to 33!


another week, another photo. I have a bunch of photos that I want to compose together for a birthday trip post. Matt took me and all of my boys to Stowe, VT for the weekend. It was grand! We ate ice cream, went for a mini-hike, stumbled across a small music festival and generally just enjoyed a change of scenery. But all of that for another day. For now you can simply be smitten with my two little bugs. Oliver is off from school and camp this week and we have been spending as much time outside as possible. It has been fun exploring and making sure to keep my busy four year old, well busy. p.s. I cannot seem to get his Nutcase helmet to stay put? No matter how tight I make it he always shifts it to the side. Any advice would be grand.  

and then there is this little guy. Oh my goodness, the smiling has begun and it melts me every time.  I feel like I want to take a picture of each and every hammy, gummy little smile. Overall he was a good little traveller on our drive which was very helpful for Matt and I.


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