Sunday, December 23, 2012

ABCs of a breakdown.

after missing the park avenue tree lighting (sniff, sniff, never been) i committed to pack in as many christmas outings as possible. 
so this week, post st. lucia & pre utah, i dragged the babies all over the city.  it was a blast...but that may have had more to do with the company. 

today we made our final pilgrimage.  
the kris kringle of abc carpet and home, where i love everything & can afford nothing.
after the fiasco at santaland, i thought my kids deserved another opportunity to cuddle up to a strange man in a red (deep velvety maroon, actually) suit & whisper what they want for christmas.  hah.  hindsight.
 a strong start. despite fierce colds coming on & fierce winds, we were on time and everyone was happy.
a line < 30 minutes = fantastic.  but then there was the matter of this dinosaur display which my children (anton) were obsessed with getting to. 
i could not for the life of me get him obsess about staying in line?  
 then there was the flash / no flash question. 
i desperately need to learn how to use my camera.  
i didn't want to be overexposed but these kiddies don't do the "still" thing well.
 finally a combination of not feeling well, wanting the dinosaurs and NOT wanting santa, anton melted down.  stella wouldn't get anywhere near the guy.
cue photo op.
peace on earth was restored to all by ryan.  
thank you for teaching anton about triceratops (sounds a lot like "motorcycle" and "apple") and basically watching him for me all morning.  

Thursday, December 20, 2012

i adore sesame street musical collaborations.  
 this is one of my favorites-- the message and the catchy tune.
anton always bobs and claps along.
hope it makes you happy too.

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

coming home.

my sister planned a killer family holiday in st. lucia.  everyone should have a sister like noelle.  i'll tell you, that girl is a doer. 
i took this picture. which speaks to the islands' natural beauty
the week was amazing--rainforests, snorkeling, private beaches, etc. on saturday we swam all morning, flew all evening and finally landed around midnight.  the babies snoozed (thank goodness but how do you get two sleeping toddlers and ALL. THAT.  STUFF.  off the plane).  
so here we are.   home.  
i love to travel.  i just hate getting there.  and getting back.  
and getting back to real life.  
i have a mountain of laundry to do.  actually, make that a mountain range.  
i've have to forgo Christmas cards this year.  i don't want to but i have to be realistic or get a personal assistant for the week.

i'll focus on this loveliness instead.
Jason & I made chocolate at the Rabot Estate.  Specifically Jason ground like a demon to turn his cocoa nibs into liquid to make chocolate while I took pictures and got scolded for chatting.  
St. Lucia's version of Cinque Terre.
Our boy knows how to unwind. 

Saturday, November 10, 2012

potty training

we went for it. stella's been ready to ditch the diapers for months but i wasn't.  
the idea of my smaller toddler loose in a public restroom while i helped my bigger toddler use the potty was scary. as was the thought of finding a restroom in this beautiful city that can accomodate a massive double stroller. was i supposed to leave the stroller outside? and what if Anton was asleep in it?  
then i thought i had missed the magic window of BIG GIRL excitement. 
and i did (a little) but window or not, stella is buying into our* excitement (that, or the m&ms) and figuring it out.   

potty training isn't really what this post is about. today was day1 and i'm not silly enough to dispense advice, act like i know what i'm doing, or say something ridiculous like, "it went so well."  i just couldn't think of a better title @2a.m.  
(and don't even let me get started on how i'll be paying for this late nighter tomorrow 
and possibly for the rest of the week).  
 what i am slowly getting to is how my amazing, supportive family took Anton for 36 hours so i could spend the entire day with stella. thank you, thank you, THANK YOU! "just mom & stella" she kept saying. that doesn't happen often. 
{yes, i know how blessed i am to have family close} 

stella & i built houses for pretend worm with signage for visitors, made a rainbow cake, and practiced using vacuum suction to move dolls around.  
we cleaned out the car.
we drank chocolate milk and watched for dogs.
we played memory. we painted.  
and we read.     
the best part?  we did it all at a leisurely stella's pace. 
*thanks Angelique and Mom, and Matt and Noelle.  
when we move to east of nowhere will you come too?

Wednesday, October 24, 2012


- i don't want to start packing (we leave for utah tomorrow).
- people have been begging for more pictures of Anton (not true).
- haley miller captures a whole lot of personality in an hour
(she's good. really good.)
- every mom thinks her children are the most beautiful beings to walk the earth
(myself included.)

Saturday, October 20, 2012

Anton Overload (18 month catch up)

my boy. 12 months ago.
 Anton 567 days old.  Or 81 weeks.  Or 18 months and 20 days.  
In other words, not a baby anymore (sniff, sniff).  
Today after conking out in the stroller ~8 minutes after refusing to nap, I scooped him up to lay him on my bed (because he just sleeps soooo well propped in our pillows).  As I picked him up, he wrapped his arms around my neck, held tight and nuzzled in.  My heart immediately turned to a puddle of love sauce and my eyes got watery.  That's our boy.  A lover.  
18 months--to the day.
How can I capture Anton's affectionate, easy going* nature in a blog post? 
Here are a few of my favorite things, for the record books.  
You know, before I forget.... 
- Anton is ALWAYS dancing.  He signs and says "moh" to keep music going.  He even dances along Stella's scream-singing which cracks me up.  With proper space, he side skips around swinging his arms up and down (think of the monkeys).  Usually he is without proper space and just bobs to the street beats and grocery stores tunes in the stroller.
- His smile, dimples and curly hair melt my heart.  Every single expression is 100% precious.  (I'm his mom so it's legal for me to make declarations like that).  See what I mean?
Love.  Photos by the talented Haley Miller
- The high pitched "uh-huh" he uses for yes, does not match his stocky build.  He continues to tip the charts at 35.5 inches and 33 lbs.
- Beaded necklaces are his favorite accessory.  He likes to have one (or three) on at all times.
- New situations are not his cup of tea.  For that matter, neither are new people.  We went to a neighborhood story time and while his sister danced around the room, Anton looked skeptical and alternated between clinging to my neck and sitting in my lap (squished up against me).  He kept whispering bye-bye and reaching for my bag, as if to say, "Get your stuff, we're leaving."
- Anton loves anything related to balls.  Particularly ba-ba-ball (basketball) which he chants as we approach or pass any playground.  He is also obsessed with garbage and fire and scooters.  Such a boy.
minutes before his first hair cut.
- He continues to adore Stella.  And as he frustrates her less with accidental demolitions, she's wanting him to participate in her games more.  I melt when I hear, "Come on, Anton." or "Have you seen Corduroy, Anton?" or "Come get snack, Baby Brother."
- Other than Greek yogurt and meatballs, he generally prefers a vegetarian diet. His favorites include avocados, blackberries, peaches, mashed cauliflower and minestrone soup. 
- He is tickled by his new found communication skills and must say >100 words.  The general public (and close friends and family) can understanding about 5% of those words.  We're working on articulation.  I die every time he says sweatshirt.  He knows body parts, clothes, animal sounds, food items, and modes of transportation.  The stuff that matters in life.  He smiles, nods, and beams in general when I acknowledge understanding what he said. 
- Without a bottle at 4a.m, he wakes for the day at 5:30.  So...he gets a bottle at 4a.m.  Naps are touchy so I let him fall asleep in the stroller or watching t.v. on my bed.  That goes against the advice of every baby book on my shelf but I don't care because usually my kids nap together for 2.5-3 hours.  And that keeps this mama sane.
sleeping beauty.
I can't pretend life has been easy.  Two babies in twelve months has meant a lot of crazy days.  Days where dirty dishes and laundry pile high.  Days that end with all of us in tears (usually not Jason).  Days where I've had to remind myself that people (lots of people) plan to have babies a year apart.
Even so, trying to imagine life without this little boy and that happy smile makes me tremendously sad.  I am beyond blessed to be Anton's mom, to hold his hand during this wonderful and fleeting stage, and I know he is exactly what our little family needed. 

Monday, September 24, 2012

Allow Me To Introduce...

stella's imaginary friends noona and susa, practically family around our house for the last three weeks, have been replaced.  these days stella devotes all her time and love to the blablas.  they come everywhere...costco, the dinner table, playdates, church, the park.  
(come to think of it, i need to investigate washing guidelines.)

during 9i dance parties (regular occurrence) she holds one and anton bops the other up and down.  dog was put on time out this afternoon for pushing cat.  my stella is currently teaching cat (who seems to be older than dog) to fold his arms to pray, eat with a spoon, and push the elevator buttons.  and has me holding their paws, as well as hers, when we cross the street.

my favorite part is overhearing the sweet little conversations she carries on between the three of them.  
oh, and my other favorite part is when she shares one with anton (technically "Dog" is his). 

just one more favorite part, ok? 
when we go out and i insist that they stay home, stella hugs them "goodbye," assures them that mommy is coming back, and leaves them with books to read while she's gone. 

Sometimes I wish she'd stay two forever. 

Wednesday, August 08, 2012

Wordless Wednesday (too easy not to keep up)

setting up
sun salutation
good morning new york city

Tuesday, August 07, 2012

two weeks = too long

at least once a day stella asks, "daddy in new york?"
sadly the answer is "no" (and has been for 8 days).   
jason is in africa for two weeks.  all evidence indicates that two weeks is 12 days too long.  my  "we're doing fine" is getting less convincing, the laundry is piling up, appointments are missed (i'm thankful for understanding friends), stella isn't sleeping well, and anton smothers the iPad with kisses during each facetime session.

here's what we've been up to while he's away....
playdate with neighbors

perfecting his "i want that toothbrush" scream

watching for "ucks" (trucks)

fish in the tiger enclosure at the bronx zoo

suffering from four teeth coming in

african drummers in the park

practicing sharing

Thursday, August 02, 2012

AUGUST 2, 2011

ever check iPhoto to see what you were doing exactly a year ago?

anton is in a fun stage.  i pretend his separation stuff isn't happening, and soak up the dancing, obsessive teeth brushing, adorable signing of "more," hugging, and feeding anything with a mouth.
thought i'd see what stella was up to at 16 months.

or in other words, i spent an hour of the kids' nap time flipping through iPhoto and crying. 

Wednesday, August 01, 2012

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

You Won't Hear This From Me....

"This is too rich / sweet to finish."  
Hubby and I shared one of these last night.  Delicious.  Have you had one yet?  Creamy vanilla bean ice cream dipped in dark chocolate then dipped again in caramel and, hold on, dipped again in chocolate.  
I don't know if I have that exactly right but you get the point.  Delicious
Hubby said he wasn't sure he could eat a whole one by himself-- "too rich."  I agree on the richness but not eating a whole one? 
 I ate a whole one for breakfast and was fine.

Friday, July 13, 2012

Down By The (lazy) River

water parks are not my thing. i try not to think about what's in the water.  it's just a little too warm, don't you think?
as a parent, that's all irrelevant. 
because my kids LOVE a lazy river and olympic sized kiddie pool.
they also slept like rocks after spending a few hours splashing around.
cha-ching!  we went two days in a row.  
stella reminded her brother who's in charge.  
and learned to trust her arm floaties in the lazy river (but not before almost pulling my bathing suit off no less than 10 times. i may just invest in a wetsuit).

anton wiggled away from us. over and over. 
i did what any reasonable parent would do and let him go. assuming that after a few dunks he'd be ready to move back to shallower water or at the very least, hold my hand. nope.  he'd just come up blinking the water away and laughing like a lunatic.  

when he wasn't scaring the daylights out of us with drowning attempts, he was checking out girls.  what am i going to do with this kid?