time

Nothing remarkably profound to say or do or share here except to say how thankful I am for time – time to spend making silly faces, whispering our best secrets and making the best pillow forts together on the floor under The Big Top with this girl who, like her mother, like her sister is growing up much too fast.

Slow down, please.

Stop!

Please!

I realize how fruitless my imploring is; but look at her! Can you blame me?

I want more.

I need more.

Time – please.

unicorn dos and don’ts

Unicorns are in the news this week in a very big, almost sickening sweet kind of way. Please don’t ask baristas like my darling daughter how they really feel about that flavor changing, color changing, totally not made up Unicorn Frappuccino because they just might tell you. I would add too that you and I don’t need to chide them either reminding them that they should just be thankful that they have a job making our frappuccinos because frankly, every barista I have known…or have given birth to – times three…is actually mostly thankful making lovely caffeinated and sugary concoctions and greeting all who pass through – whether those whom they serve return the greetings or not. But, like you, like me, like pretty much every single human on the planet who has a job, some days the job just sucks and in order to convince ourselves to come back the next day to do it all over again, a person just has to vent…a little…a lot. If you have never, ever, ever hated your job and complained even just a teensy, tinsy little bit, well then I guess you get to be the unicorn who can tell a barista to shut up, be thankful and make that frappuccino now, dammit. But yeah, the Unicorn Frappuccino seems to be a big thing and just might be the most basic thing too.

I might be right.

Meanwhile, unicorns, that are the gingers, the 2% of this world, are not cannibals so we shall stick to our strawberries and cream, caramel cream and cold brews as we do.

After all, we need to be properly fueled for our unicorn-y, Spring Break-y, Mima and grand girls adventures.

Choosing THE song of the Summer because, sure it’s only April but, Summer is coming. Get ready. We told you here…today.

And creating,

as unicorns do.

Has it really been TEN years since I was last coloring and creating at Color Me Mine, now, in it’s new location known as Pottery Magic Modesto?

Oh my goodness! It has! It has been ten years. But honestly, I don’t have the time to think about that.

It’s time to pick up Uncle Daniel and yeah, we might be unicorns, but we just might be a little bit basic too, as we are taking selfies in the school pickup line.

Okay, one more because my grand girls asked me to.

days worth celebrating

Pretty much every one knows by now that this week was a landmark week with National Siblings Day and National Pets Day. We know this, of course thanks to social media and all of the I-really-don’t-like-these-national-whatever-days-but-here-is-a-picture-of-my-punk-brother-and-brat-sister-and-me-and-my-cat-and-my-dog-and-my-hedgehog. Thanks social media friends, even if you really don’t care abouhonoring those life-long cradle to grave relationships that are the ones you share with brothers and sisters or celebrate the joy pets bring to our lives and to create public awareness about the plight of many different kinds of animals awaiting a forever home in shelters and rescues all around the globe. Yeah, we see your feigned indifference and we are not buying it. Not at all.

You care about those people we practice on, the people who teach us about fairness and cooperation and kindness and caring, quite often the hard way.

Your cat, on the other hand, probably doesn’t care. She probably doesn’t even care about National Grilled Cheese Day, which is today.. She would care if I were to make this grilled cheese sandwich. WE ALL WOULD CARE! Alas, my darling husband is on a strict diet right now and I am joining him in solidarity and because I could stand to lose a few myself. 

Meanwhile, this picture posted on social media in celebration of days worth celebrating is truly the best and the one, for me, most worth celebrating.

Although I fear I might never be able to forgive their parents for allowing them to grow up so fast.

Sister is probably the most competitive relationship within the family, but once the sisters are grown, it becomes the strongest relationship.

~ Margaret Mead

years and inches later

Remember when 3 year old Hazel was nearly as tall as her 9 year old Uncle Daniel?

You know, before we got a diagnosis that explained it all and more, and before we began the daily injections of human growth hormones.

Well if you can recall those good times then you just might understand one of the reasons why I love this moment captured yesterday.

You know, besides the obvious fact that I adore these three people so much. This would be 15 year old Uncle Daniel, all five feet of him, standing next to his nieces; Hazel, turning 9 in 4 months and 5 years old Fallon. And although we are all very well aware that his nieces will likely pass him in height soon enough, because Hazel is currently the tallest student in her third grade, we all are very pleased with this moment.

I also have mad love for this shot because all three of them are getting along standing together and smiling. Given that this is Daniel, Hazel and Fallon, that might be an even bigger deal.

Like I said, many, many reasons to love this shot.