tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231297932024-03-12T22:26:01.872-07:00its the little things that we do that mean anythingLucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.comBlogger215125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23129793.post-89507854622821732732012-05-12T22:45:00.001-07:002012-05-12T22:45:27.632-07:00Third YearThree years ago today, our journey began. I woke early feeling very different, my hands resting up high on my big pregnant belly. As I laid there, I was calm. Anxious to get the ball rolling. Excited to meet the little miracle growing inside me. I laid and waited, contemplating my life and the me I had known. This was it, my last day in the presence of this self I knew so well. My body progressed, doing a good job of reassuring me of the new life close by. And somewhere between the thirty five hours of pain and perseverance, you emerged. Eight pounds of perfection.<br />
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Tomorrow is your third birthday. <br />
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I love you so much, sweet girl.Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23129793.post-46878166216634246522012-04-02T22:06:00.000-07:002012-04-02T22:06:03.059-07:00Sunrise. SunsetMost days feel like the ones prior. An exhausted extension of one, months, maybe even years ago. Each one is similar to those neighboring days of the week, long and mundane. I'm ready for a nap shortly after I wake, looking forward to the almost ritualistic moment where I creep in to <i>check</i> on my sleeping babe, covering her small warm body just gently enough to wake her. <br />
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She wakes almost every time, sitting up instantaneously, sleepy-eyed with a perfectly sculpted head of hair. And in those few moments I hold her tight, her usual inquires taking place- the potty, a cup of milk, and snuggling up in our bed for the remainder of the early morning hours. I agree to all of the above, naturally, knowing that our small yet very significant moment together is the only way I want to start my morning.<br />
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After the sun has set and the sky is dark, she asks for her cup of milk. We lie there, quiet and still, listening to the quiet songs of the crickets outside. And as her breath softens and her eyes become heavy, I whisper how much I love her. And just like every other time, she responds with, <i>"You're elcome"</i>. My sweet girl.<br />
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Most days I have regrets about going back to work full time. I miss our late mornings, long baths, and spontaneous trips. I miss spending time with my girl. But I value those moments that start and end each day because they are mine.Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23129793.post-80035066637881085242012-02-03T11:47:00.000-08:002012-02-03T13:12:27.057-08:00HiatusI've unintentionally set writing aside. Sadly placed in a column neighboring all the other things I've lost time for. My mornings at work are spent day dreaming of the lovely worded posts I'd write had I the time or the inspiration or the energy. Posts that were spent explaining and exclaiming words of my family's beauty or how adorably comedic our little Lola has become. Sentences saturated with the joys of parenting, the rewards of mothering, the evolution of a seven year love.<br />
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As I race the clock, setting tables, chairs, carnation-filled vases in anticipation of the morning rush, my mind resides in the little place where my loves lay fast asleep. I miss my mornings at home. Waking up to our sweet girl, her ambitious bedhead, and her warm desire to be snuggled first thing in the morning. I'm craving our long mornings, our afternoon naps, and our time spent outdoors. I miss our hours at the park, our spontaneous walks up and down Midtown's streets, and the coziness of our little apartment. And though most days I make it home with just enough energy to shower my little girl with, I am thankful for an opportunity to provide for my family.<br />
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I am thankful for Pieter. For the patience he has with our daughter, the unconditional love he has for us both. I am thankful for his encouragement, the way he offers to do more around the house. How understanding he is when my only need is to go to bed. I appreciate him more for the time he spends nurturing our daughter's young mind, working with her on her manners, teaching her to be kind, showing her how to love.<br />
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And though most days are the busy kinds, non-stop from sunrise to sunset, this day is out of the norm. I will sit and be, enjoying my little family, my loves. I will spend my day embracing my girl, making mental notes of her sweetness, taking pictures of her joy, and savoring the hours I have to spend with her. I will spend this day with my husband to be, deep in conversation, expressing the desires of our future together. I will make time for myself, and maybe for this little blog, as I search for my voice and the ease and effortlessness that came before our busy schedule took over.<br />
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Today will be good.Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23129793.post-24187154962154778232012-01-23T20:43:00.001-08:002012-01-23T20:43:11.038-08:00I love spending time with this kid!<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiOXdISzX21gTFcdu-8t64GpHzRHTgbmDn4Lk-lypkA0O2nEeG7Cb9uGNCvio-2M9Vw-Gl2oE3LSbbLkMG7y_7I0WD5uacJsupDTSV8KLlC610RRcXpCvti_HZrSI91JUMmLc_/s640/blogger-image-1774175057.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiOXdISzX21gTFcdu-8t64GpHzRHTgbmDn4Lk-lypkA0O2nEeG7Cb9uGNCvio-2M9Vw-Gl2oE3LSbbLkMG7y_7I0WD5uacJsupDTSV8KLlC610RRcXpCvti_HZrSI91JUMmLc_/s640/blogger-image-1774175057.jpg" /></a></div>Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23129793.post-58171584571300800102011-11-07T08:45:00.001-08:002011-11-07T08:45:40.363-08:00Almost HomeToday, I'm missing my little girl. I'm missing our prolonged mornings, the ones where snuggles are a priority, where an over-the-top breakfast is always in order. I'm missing the mornings when seeping deep on a tub of bubbles, light as feathers, fits nicely into our agenda. Where we'd sit and be and enjoy. <br />
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And though I miss those prolonged mornings, I know my little girl will smile a smile so great the moment I step through that door. That smile fuels me. Drives me. I'm almost home.<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqE9rWsMxoXdJjOOGUkIIGJeAsO9OiNtJ-SFihaZrES4ELkPbUMUNTzUXx9qqscB8tiP9na9wjD9SAUVA403e6DC3MksECVwlT4x_ChJmQzRh3Or5-jZ1f-VMqIBaNpqSV45CG/s640/blogger-image-490661942.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqE9rWsMxoXdJjOOGUkIIGJeAsO9OiNtJ-SFihaZrES4ELkPbUMUNTzUXx9qqscB8tiP9na9wjD9SAUVA403e6DC3MksECVwlT4x_ChJmQzRh3Or5-jZ1f-VMqIBaNpqSV45CG/s640/blogger-image-490661942.jpg" /></a></div>Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23129793.post-29292471778013397862011-11-01T04:58:00.001-07:002011-11-01T04:59:17.646-07:00Little CowgirlI never knew Halloween could be this fun! <br />
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I'm only twenty-six. Still growing and being shaped by the love my family shines on me. Still discovering who I am intended to be. Today, I love this self.Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23129793.post-82257262936945225762011-10-18T11:49:00.000-07:002011-10-18T11:49:15.345-07:00Confident<div style="text-align: center;">I've been trying to see my daughter, not as a little one who's acquired a master's degree in the terrible twos but instead, as an individual. Yesterday as I turned the soil and bits of veggies, fruits, and plant matter that make up our compost pile, this little one showed a huge interest in what I was doing. I gloved her up and gave her the task of pulling out the small roots from weeds and those belonging to a very territorial hydrangea plant. She dove right in, excitedly skimming though handfuls of moist soil.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxXt2x_T6ZLs0xOy8kD3kXlFoMenl4JnTQGx2JA2lTWcwiTiQ7rfTCSzJC7ms9qJrylIw-6dVPM01jvd3oZfZ115CaXJn6YBWO8mxIx8TnNw6vsHt3dT17AushU140lnthxUTb/s640/Lola+Pie+124.jpg" width="480" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">A moment arose when I encountered a large root from that territorial plant, it selfishly extending this part of its body deep through the heart of my compost pile. I grabbed it with both hands and began to pull, and pull, and pull. Being the kind and helpful little girl that she's become, she came up behind me, placed her two little hands on my waist and pulled with all her strength.<br />
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I imagined what this might look like, this little one's tiny hands clamped around her mama. I thought about the expression on her face, the exhaustion and determined look painted across her face as she tiredly exercised all her energy into each significant pull.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjthAHmI31kE7Qt18HYgPKIS-OIAhcDpemvrbyjSNiCw71nvhzRJOXGe7w1TgYuJTyBuczuhunM0fm76JZ1sV8Olv4cpJ0vi3DtJIvZ8Mpt2XvtnYjz27Xegcs_WcF53QpCWrhe/s1600/Lola+Pie+123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjthAHmI31kE7Qt18HYgPKIS-OIAhcDpemvrbyjSNiCw71nvhzRJOXGe7w1TgYuJTyBuczuhunM0fm76JZ1sV8Olv4cpJ0vi3DtJIvZ8Mpt2XvtnYjz27Xegcs_WcF53QpCWrhe/s640/Lola+Pie+123.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://leighvslaundry.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i969.photobucket.com/albums/ae172/leighbug_photo/thumbnail_camera_ads-6-3.jpg" /></a></div><br />
We were able to pull that stubborn root up.<br />
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The <a href="http://luciamarieromero.blogspot.com/2011/10/tomorrow.html">other night</a> was discouraging. I typed <i>terrible twos</i> into the search engine desperate to find some answers. Some remedy or some little bit of knowledge that would bring some clarity and revive my spirit from its uneasiness. I found an article that mentioned that these (very annoying) outbursts of emotions are normal. That they happen because the child has discovered his/her confidence.<br />
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Though I am not entirely amused by the tantrums, the famous limp-noodle body that's become so routine, it makes me so happy to think that my little one is becoming a confident little girl!</div>Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23129793.post-63124994053293860002011-10-14T23:17:00.000-07:002011-10-14T23:17:47.063-07:00Tomorrow<div style="text-align: center;">It's late and I'm tired. My spirit feels heavy and weary, the lingering thought that tomorrow could very well resemble today. <a href="http://luciamarieromero.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-phase.html">This phase</a> is getting the best of me, leaving me at times with a sense of defeat. I'm exhausted and I'm overwhelmed. But as I sit here typing away, my eyes heavily burdened by love-filled tears, I am hopeful. Hopeful that tomorrow will be a new day, bringing new opportunities, new strides, and some progress. Bare with me, sweet girl. I love you.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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She's great at packing boxes.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN_Lse614CeBEIb8CGHvFz6ryIoA7tAI7UoR5ZON4G-1uoKJLIE-faSYf54tQCZjn00Rg6NCI9U8kyWHaOADnQPS7aAD1FcZlaGz6QKycwyHbWuHJmM4lbN6MydDf0dH32vbek/s1600/Lola+Pie+100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN_Lse614CeBEIb8CGHvFz6ryIoA7tAI7UoR5ZON4G-1uoKJLIE-faSYf54tQCZjn00Rg6NCI9U8kyWHaOADnQPS7aAD1FcZlaGz6QKycwyHbWuHJmM4lbN6MydDf0dH32vbek/s640/Lola+Pie+100.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://leighvslaundry.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i969.photobucket.com/albums/ae172/leighbug_photo/thumbnail_camera_ads-6-3.jpg" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">We make a great team, this girl and me. She pulls down items from shelves, and hands them to me. I compliment on how wonderful of helper she is and she responds, <i>"You're elcome."</i> Sweet girl.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirSRbHx7JjTekpPQzuFjWk9HReWh3GlkKhqJq7Co0lPW2zr3Jk_KzPBg47H5_3nD0MgbqsYfsM-peUpX-9T1mVh9D7wnTyi2A0eIM0vj-jni5-n0jQbmLTOVul4lo69C5z6Kqz/s1600/Lola+Pie+101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirSRbHx7JjTekpPQzuFjWk9HReWh3GlkKhqJq7Co0lPW2zr3Jk_KzPBg47H5_3nD0MgbqsYfsM-peUpX-9T1mVh9D7wnTyi2A0eIM0vj-jni5-n0jQbmLTOVul4lo69C5z6Kqz/s640/Lola+Pie+101.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">This little love nest has been <i><a href="http://luciamarieromero.blogspot.com/2010/08/were-rich-baby.html">kind to us</a></i>, the place we've called home. Comfortable, convenient, and cozy; just right in a Goldie Locks kinda way. As we box up the last three years of our lives, stumbling upon memories, I realize how far we've come. I'll miss this little place.</div>Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23129793.post-11316601174835091042011-09-16T13:00:00.000-07:002011-09-16T13:00:00.723-07:00Comfortable<div style="text-align: center;">With August gone, I'm beginning to feel a little more comfortable, a little more at home. I anxiously await the vibrant palette that will eventually consume Midtown's canopy of leaves. These moments are drawing closer. Steadily inching their way near with cooling temperatures. Trees are proud enough to be the bearers of the first yellow leaves. The early morning hours have returned to their dark, desolate, and unoccupied state. I feel at peace around this time of year. Content, still very much indulging in my <i><a href="http://luciamarieromero.blogspot.com/2011/08/sit-and-be.html">sit and be</a></i> frame of mind. I'm enjoying my surroundings, keeping a close watch on nature, hoping to take a mental picture of the seasonal transition.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgju8im2qYSWHH04_tD2AdRD26DxpkiqXk8Tr_oVgTdzxuSGowZ_aofe8qoM8TNJcJk2C0_AeuATsPbKIBamYox07AUiRX31BUtqs0VrLIiA5GHGP6STwpjN6ex9OKUksQ0vk87/s1600/Lola+Pie+052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgju8im2qYSWHH04_tD2AdRD26DxpkiqXk8Tr_oVgTdzxuSGowZ_aofe8qoM8TNJcJk2C0_AeuATsPbKIBamYox07AUiRX31BUtqs0VrLIiA5GHGP6STwpjN6ex9OKUksQ0vk87/s640/Lola+Pie+052.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I love this small window of calendar weeks. The ones where Summer and Autumn go head to head in a tug-of-war, fighting long and hard over the weeks shadowing Summer's end. This fight to the finish allows me to have my cake and eat it too. Although I'm high on the fact that the Autumn months are quickly approaching, I'm not about to lie and tell you that I've forgotten altogether about the the small joys of Summer.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> My addiction to heirloom tomatoes has been deep and passionate. Whether it be in the level of sophistication that comes with a Caprese salad (the way tomato, basil, and mozzarella play equally important roles), or the fancy shmancy open-faced breakfast sandwich (the combination of tomato, squash, and an over-medium egg atop buttery, toasted sourdough bread), it's fair to say that I'll be enjoying these bad boys until they disappear from the stands at our local farmer's markets, their existence becoming nothing but a memory.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW9z0BPR4r1kTo5xEC88E5RMe-zolc2YpBGvRlyeZVobz8bG0MnIcwPFT5_-s1YyEZPL1OxC6OIq-JIcgE4zcz50M0GszQUdAC7a7M8klXuYyjE0D2hfwYW1KrgdKkb7pgMPn1/s1600/Lola+Pie+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="468" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW9z0BPR4r1kTo5xEC88E5RMe-zolc2YpBGvRlyeZVobz8bG0MnIcwPFT5_-s1YyEZPL1OxC6OIq-JIcgE4zcz50M0GszQUdAC7a7M8klXuYyjE0D2hfwYW1KrgdKkb7pgMPn1/s640/Lola+Pie+003.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">And though I'm holding tight to the taste of Summer, I'll be open about dipping early into the Fall flavor profile. Pumpkin Spice is back. I can once again let my Fall-freak-flag wave proudly.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZc9iqomGdxXSVyTi7-Vd0suD1sK8jZS8rphOubG10GY9USuqT0hj7sQ_TiaiW3bq2MWAO3_KyZOKBsh2qxCo5QIal_suf710hdzlxph1fOjxOAcgK0FzfQjv95qIMtMXdKbHj/s1600/Lola+Pie+076.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZc9iqomGdxXSVyTi7-Vd0suD1sK8jZS8rphOubG10GY9USuqT0hj7sQ_TiaiW3bq2MWAO3_KyZOKBsh2qxCo5QIal_suf710hdzlxph1fOjxOAcgK0FzfQjv95qIMtMXdKbHj/s640/Lola+Pie+076.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">This upcoming season has a lot in store for us. With our big move rapidly approaching and a to-do list left untouched, I decided to skip out on all the responsibilities leading up to the big day, the sorting, tossing, and packing, and spend a day with this girl.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm77o1Lgk-2VPnNC9ISpwxC9s3MgFHn1zt7hSdH7T5W27-Jpee-gV0yjlkd-lRbPyUwt9nhECCXsuzYBcwB9rCKzL3r5KYzZxs2I4jnksvmnY3WonqsclLLAJVURc8HXyvjaZP/s1600/Lola+Pie+049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm77o1Lgk-2VPnNC9ISpwxC9s3MgFHn1zt7hSdH7T5W27-Jpee-gV0yjlkd-lRbPyUwt9nhECCXsuzYBcwB9rCKzL3r5KYzZxs2I4jnksvmnY3WonqsclLLAJVURc8HXyvjaZP/s640/Lola+Pie+049.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmj6V_F6Z2M0MSdNls49MG0cOZC99mWGSJ4RMxrX0jPgKCSxzmKAaHTB_SXdBsMpgX03Qclz3VimbhjKGurvzaxasJMPjcprMb73OYaA3jvmIcHkb98tyDoOiRagv2AqvutEKa/s1600/image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmj6V_F6Z2M0MSdNls49MG0cOZC99mWGSJ4RMxrX0jPgKCSxzmKAaHTB_SXdBsMpgX03Qclz3VimbhjKGurvzaxasJMPjcprMb73OYaA3jvmIcHkb98tyDoOiRagv2AqvutEKa/s640/image.jpg" width="480" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;">The day was spent well. Spent in interaction. In exploration. In stepping back and discovering who this little girl is becoming. She's an interesting little thing, my bright girl. She's got a big sense of humor, spitting out remarks with ease almost as if she's used these lines for years. She's a go-getter, and has a funny way of being demanding when she gets really excited. Today she demanded a baby whale.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGNbLfK78MOk8wSd2elWFhv4-aojDNRRQsQC1zM6x7kB-EgQl_DmX6qo4GPN5_CU1XdJikoz6rPbsehkwUb1CsHxBwTBdm0zpywMBiDetgwzdeN80JDa7gOIFT6ykwfKzWVr2x/s1600/Lola+Pie+057.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGNbLfK78MOk8wSd2elWFhv4-aojDNRRQsQC1zM6x7kB-EgQl_DmX6qo4GPN5_CU1XdJikoz6rPbsehkwUb1CsHxBwTBdm0zpywMBiDetgwzdeN80JDa7gOIFT6ykwfKzWVr2x/s640/Lola+Pie+057.jpg" width="640" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi74KfdFb_I29FPluET9iSdo7QcXdNGbXy8Avt7pN_YXmzMFsMul3EztIF8FEUHrWhbIkvxN3-Ct2GDCJ5MgaCmoX6AOFe4w8T4NtPWp6UbPK93b6aep-OdosQSg4OcjWD6hRrY/s1600/Lola+Pie+059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi74KfdFb_I29FPluET9iSdo7QcXdNGbXy8Avt7pN_YXmzMFsMul3EztIF8FEUHrWhbIkvxN3-Ct2GDCJ5MgaCmoX6AOFe4w8T4NtPWp6UbPK93b6aep-OdosQSg4OcjWD6hRrY/s640/Lola+Pie+059.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> And that's what she got...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9SCXsIZpbAzEsF-j7jqVQ2tOEE6Mbaj_iwULoRZCt9yeWX4y2Tq7u0wDUaVbWD_jV5yTsEGwpiDs8AVJBPFFLmzI9eh13YPwrs7C1gWM-EYoKeGJtuN-1UeOanJH4mUgFSsv9/s1600/Lola+Pie+060.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9SCXsIZpbAzEsF-j7jqVQ2tOEE6Mbaj_iwULoRZCt9yeWX4y2Tq7u0wDUaVbWD_jV5yTsEGwpiDs8AVJBPFFLmzI9eh13YPwrs7C1gWM-EYoKeGJtuN-1UeOanJH4mUgFSsv9/s640/Lola+Pie+060.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr9_DhCkPT9-_E7XdQgDu2oBTY2l7sAEKfp2qYN3UPsBdcfXd68byO77dJG9zKqzQ6Fqxhx2UjMwyi-i519Fs7XM5HJ2LJlBPKdeIJqCjw0ZYYQDXAqz7q25igR1AGM5uIWzg3/s1600/Lola+Pie+061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr9_DhCkPT9-_E7XdQgDu2oBTY2l7sAEKfp2qYN3UPsBdcfXd68byO77dJG9zKqzQ6Fqxhx2UjMwyi-i519Fs7XM5HJ2LJlBPKdeIJqCjw0ZYYQDXAqz7q25igR1AGM5uIWzg3/s640/Lola+Pie+061.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I watched and noticed how much she's grown, the way her legs have stretched, how expressive she can be, and how long her hair has become, still holding onto those sweet curls I love so much.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1mfASSYTwzubCX15wGd7mKrq1zf2Pliyf_tT6gFVDutsIgq1ld5oAvTec2veZjUKKE07Dxy_FpUonEp6Wlp-2z4av_kONKWQ_v4S1MBAAzvFPjRXjbiO6SmAvt-EwxKN6xlNp/s1600/Lola+Pie+074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1mfASSYTwzubCX15wGd7mKrq1zf2Pliyf_tT6gFVDutsIgq1ld5oAvTec2veZjUKKE07Dxy_FpUonEp6Wlp-2z4av_kONKWQ_v4S1MBAAzvFPjRXjbiO6SmAvt-EwxKN6xlNp/s640/Lola+Pie+074.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisaSpSPiXnDZ5aQ9sVRhE68PJIqszVdQQpnakLvjuzRC-G8iSwFQzwEfcuen4FyrcGvdDcvwmzIoNhIHdVlcwQ8EDXVlF6Eiz8YmotjBFUk-cNNvz1wYpd9KLKj8AicfXe-DeS/s1600/Little+sass....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisaSpSPiXnDZ5aQ9sVRhE68PJIqszVdQQpnakLvjuzRC-G8iSwFQzwEfcuen4FyrcGvdDcvwmzIoNhIHdVlcwQ8EDXVlF6Eiz8YmotjBFUk-cNNvz1wYpd9KLKj8AicfXe-DeS/s640/Little+sass....jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR-HEG6deSm9n7_99-p5lIiVFl2zICcZ1DI-dhsOrZwGS4BApH0Sj_QBqZAP-X0IIPykD_cBDoVZxNqtgfHVdB2x3pJy2wJfF9hcGbUfMZ4Uel0khZAyXImzUGYO_3wz2xFDu8/s1600/Lola+Pie+067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR-HEG6deSm9n7_99-p5lIiVFl2zICcZ1DI-dhsOrZwGS4BApH0Sj_QBqZAP-X0IIPykD_cBDoVZxNqtgfHVdB2x3pJy2wJfF9hcGbUfMZ4Uel0khZAyXImzUGYO_3wz2xFDu8/s640/Lola+Pie+067.jpg" width="640" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;">I've been thinking a lot about our move, how I envision our life will change. I can't help but believe that the <a href="http://luciamarieromero.blogspot.com/2011/07/utopian-summers.html">Utopian Summer</a> we've experienced will continue on through the months to come. There's something exciting about a new home. A new feeling, new expectations. A chance to recreate and start over.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I've been dreaming much of the sounds of her little footsteps racing down halls and into bedrooms, her excitement and curiosity when we turn the soil, planting the bulbs and seeds we'll eventually enjoy, the way she'll pick plump cherry tomatoes right from the vine. We'll do breakfast on the patio. I'll sip long and slow from my big mug, watching her as she plays on the moist lawn in her jammies and rain boots. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Autumn has a lot in store for us.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5l2SAEUgdLFNWLO5mqmlJCcRMHXrrI6d1oyl3Sbh4-RoKecfIRIvXrn0jvWBRFVobEhbAUuMqpz6_fLyhBZ3WNHvyzBzGfxPl2ABYLl_DyI_3fzuJHQCFb6FZgQu3XDR2wgi4/s1600/wink..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5l2SAEUgdLFNWLO5mqmlJCcRMHXrrI6d1oyl3Sbh4-RoKecfIRIvXrn0jvWBRFVobEhbAUuMqpz6_fLyhBZ3WNHvyzBzGfxPl2ABYLl_DyI_3fzuJHQCFb6FZgQu3XDR2wgi4/s640/wink..jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23129793.post-30376803523826256792011-08-26T17:02:00.000-07:002011-08-26T17:02:40.644-07:00Sit and Be.<i style="font-family: inherit;">Rejoice with your family in the beautiful land of life! ~Albert Einstein </i><br />
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My blog has been collecting dust. Neglected and set aside as I've really been taking the time to focus on each day. To be more preset. More involved. I've become distracted from documenting and sharing, allowing myself to indulge fully in the richness and beauty that resides in these days. To just sit and be. <a href="http://luciamarieromero.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-mental-notes.html">To make little mental notes</a>. I've lost the itch that comes along with a blog and a devoted following of friends and family anxious to know what this little trio has been up to.<br />
Forgive me.<br />
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We've been no busier than usual, no special vacations or outings. We're just in love. In love with each other. With our life. With every present moment, every twist and turn being thrown our way, seizing opportunities and revamping our perspectives on certain circumstances.<br />
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Even in the final resting hours of each long day after the last few precious moments where I lay my sweet girl down for the night, I sit in recollection of our day. Of our family. Of the warm feeling that resides deep in my heart when I think about these two beautiful people.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I can't help but feel truly blessed. Fortunate enough to have a family with such dynamic beauty. Such love. A love that has sprouted out of one that started almost six years ago, surpassing the convoluted seasons of life, allowing us to truly flourish in this present moment. It's authentic and it's real. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I love this man with all my heart. I love him for his patience. For his kind heart. For his cheesy sense of humor. For his ability to see the beauty and good in everyone. I love him because he nags me about continuing school and furthering my education. He encourages me to pursue writing and art, knowing that those, among many other things, are my passion. I love him because he loves our little girl. The way his eyes light up, his face consumed by a smile that shines brightly when he hears a very predictable chirp, <i>a papa</i>, as he turns the key and enters the door. He is my child's father. And he is good. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFvDPXOu0jEUtpqB2OLRPjpfJhnT2mBNw6gtjzNFYlfQLLjZbW2eez9LnTh2pQ5mfMB1Jfb6oiEFrn3nl0WtwOnKzGtVoV38dSmKqwwMOlcluaIDQuPSwVKtKrKZYVwFWXeGPJ/s1600/Lola+Pie+264.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFvDPXOu0jEUtpqB2OLRPjpfJhnT2mBNw6gtjzNFYlfQLLjZbW2eez9LnTh2pQ5mfMB1Jfb6oiEFrn3nl0WtwOnKzGtVoV38dSmKqwwMOlcluaIDQuPSwVKtKrKZYVwFWXeGPJ/s640/Lola+Pie+264.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I love my little girl. I love her innocence. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbG4lslCxoqRlWXkjZy1T58jQpP_ckoDUHqt5cq9mKR8XkUU_7J8m3TtCH_X2XLMwwF8wKiC-oTQmwvkrV9EFoRuq7XUCkRKSQqw5wGQvAmmBwIBzz-D6vmi6lFtI-yzDWmVyg/s1600/Lola+Pie+273.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbG4lslCxoqRlWXkjZy1T58jQpP_ckoDUHqt5cq9mKR8XkUU_7J8m3TtCH_X2XLMwwF8wKiC-oTQmwvkrV9EFoRuq7XUCkRKSQqw5wGQvAmmBwIBzz-D6vmi6lFtI-yzDWmVyg/s640/Lola+Pie+273.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>She has her father's kind heart and her mother's quick temper, my little spit-fire. She is gentle and loving and affectionate, always demanding hugs. She is a learner, anxious and energetic, eager to explore and discover new things. Her eyes are deep and warm, easily piercing the heavy-hearted. She is emotional. A feeler. Easily visible by the tears that form when she sees little puppies or any animal that's moved her. I love that I get to be her mother. <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We are thriving beautifully in this land of life. Enjoying each other's presence, the little things. I am blessed to own the life I live. It's a good one.</div>Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23129793.post-38392924701770063792011-08-18T10:06:00.000-07:002011-08-18T10:06:25.338-07:00Little Things - Discoveries<div style="text-align: center;">As the summer months pass us by, the closeness of crisper weather is becoming evident in our surroundings. Tall trees are clothed with paper-thin leaves, muted and dry from a season of high heat. They spend their days bathing in rays straight from the heavens and when the sun hits them just right, they shimmer a silvery light.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGJu8TRgQ2d9cdF9rJ1bnFpqlmJxZa-WQjQER6wBok5y84u3eVuaKACShvulkRXVclsqQVxiBTxWbSf2mW30DrnQ8R9KzdTCLqs9ncnpNPvgSD4LQxK9F8MgeF-hfdVgZtP02X/s1600/Lola+Pie+239.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGJu8TRgQ2d9cdF9rJ1bnFpqlmJxZa-WQjQER6wBok5y84u3eVuaKACShvulkRXVclsqQVxiBTxWbSf2mW30DrnQ8R9KzdTCLqs9ncnpNPvgSD4LQxK9F8MgeF-hfdVgZtP02X/s640/Lola+Pie+239.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">The Summer sun plays the distinguished role of a couturier, busy during fashion week. The burnt, tiny holes meticulously placed on every leaf, mimic the detailed beauty and sophistication of vintage lace.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij1YMKahKJwk0dzYnu7yIQuANJYb-z3P0ODIaGT33Lun75TUSG8ZG_JJYH8gzeJk3VWCGv0YJx5JANQe6tGsmgtTZME9YItPRLQzRrq90dW51taZgINx-IR1_eTx_6sJCAuxwZ/s1600/Lola+Pie+245.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij1YMKahKJwk0dzYnu7yIQuANJYb-z3P0ODIaGT33Lun75TUSG8ZG_JJYH8gzeJk3VWCGv0YJx5JANQe6tGsmgtTZME9YItPRLQzRrq90dW51taZgINx-IR1_eTx_6sJCAuxwZ/s640/Lola+Pie+245.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhavkM08FCL4MhKRK8KD_NkJ_0wSy48AMslf9GUFg6xzfylIM9dhvLM1g1-AOXG0B2OWEeuqPedo1KLqEkcMR3jkmv2DwoNiTnyZ8xNf9drOQQdx3UA9YdlUM-r80AbwlEnpbch/s1600/Lola+Pie+246.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhavkM08FCL4MhKRK8KD_NkJ_0wSy48AMslf9GUFg6xzfylIM9dhvLM1g1-AOXG0B2OWEeuqPedo1KLqEkcMR3jkmv2DwoNiTnyZ8xNf9drOQQdx3UA9YdlUM-r80AbwlEnpbch/s640/Lola+Pie+246.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA5bfbEb9RLhz3ZGgDk4aIAml8id_E1MYHNObZ8jwZV2EpFIexlgfPlJjs0zQcUkfTfcVIQhWSBhbQB9O-2ZO81fHbLzsdOMC4hmOyFC0zAEXDsv-P0gBOKmHjCy3avKVU85bn/s1600/Lola+Pie+247.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA5bfbEb9RLhz3ZGgDk4aIAml8id_E1MYHNObZ8jwZV2EpFIexlgfPlJjs0zQcUkfTfcVIQhWSBhbQB9O-2ZO81fHbLzsdOMC4hmOyFC0zAEXDsv-P0gBOKmHjCy3avKVU85bn/s640/Lola+Pie+247.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">And at the sight of these little, delicate beauties scattered along the warm summer sidewalk, the radiant innocence of her age shines through. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfeuKdW96nGKc3rVUsapBt0FeBhws3papAYGZZh1SEFmrrPuw0ZCH3scRdzc2fnRnn8H3vRa0o2wvXinOtpW5okGwdYBesreYzgj3gkkkK5b4baALa9wYUXZxOwYk0VMAWLimp/s1600/Lola+Pie+241.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfeuKdW96nGKc3rVUsapBt0FeBhws3papAYGZZh1SEFmrrPuw0ZCH3scRdzc2fnRnn8H3vRa0o2wvXinOtpW5okGwdYBesreYzgj3gkkkK5b4baALa9wYUXZxOwYk0VMAWLimp/s640/Lola+Pie+241.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_XOIXvq_eiR53D7ouhyphenhyphenmFy_4p5alOzYu-JiU_pRqQHQjEhvb1GjVfHx4jNsyvE8ZA0ET9otfD4FPK2EtkdGOR0llrhJY2OOp-yveWYPCiwtgambUehN86uuqJhk7z14KhGTXU/s1600/Lola+Pie+242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_XOIXvq_eiR53D7ouhyphenhyphenmFy_4p5alOzYu-JiU_pRqQHQjEhvb1GjVfHx4jNsyvE8ZA0ET9otfD4FPK2EtkdGOR0llrhJY2OOp-yveWYPCiwtgambUehN86uuqJhk7z14KhGTXU/s640/Lola+Pie+242.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23129793.post-85748802337888775892011-08-12T12:29:00.000-07:002011-08-12T12:29:46.444-07:00<div style="text-align: left;">We're trying to get back into the swing of things. A routine that starts with a cd strategically placed on our windowsill to catch the morning's light, reflecting arches of colors over my little sweet's crib in hopes that she'll catch a glimpse of the <i>sudden miracle</i> and start the morning off with a smile. A routine that requires a ritualistic and appropriately named cup of <i>Awake </i>tea, steamed non-fat, heavy foam, and a heavy helping of cinnamon, as we head over to our near by park.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi27sam9f40dnrHHLxpCynJY214c8PSvlBrNtYnbjHuhWOQBHG-wDoF3zoCa7Q2oUSrsqf-HJilr0Uu7nPOjmu-0pvcgBSzqsNr9xWYHSrTw9qcC8zwGciuGLqY_8wcTi7OuV0E/s1600/Lola+Pie+1848b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi27sam9f40dnrHHLxpCynJY214c8PSvlBrNtYnbjHuhWOQBHG-wDoF3zoCa7Q2oUSrsqf-HJilr0Uu7nPOjmu-0pvcgBSzqsNr9xWYHSrTw9qcC8zwGciuGLqY_8wcTi7OuV0E/s640/Lola+Pie+1848b.jpg" width="480" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis-C0BF7LcHruZt7jwrfpi3DoqXOUbIgRm8jOel2lp8yHsqBKmaV0Nbp5QdX-wPPTXQ5zxkt9-nXB13D2B8jcyJh5uCZ1Lp-yx0kVOvbhh6-Hg_M1I3_AdSJOkcY3XlLhZtITF/s1600/Lola+Pie+1855.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis-C0BF7LcHruZt7jwrfpi3DoqXOUbIgRm8jOel2lp8yHsqBKmaV0Nbp5QdX-wPPTXQ5zxkt9-nXB13D2B8jcyJh5uCZ1Lp-yx0kVOvbhh6-Hg_M1I3_AdSJOkcY3XlLhZtITF/s640/Lola+Pie+1855.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>We've gone on walks and rushed to our favorite stand at the local farmer's market, but all I want to do is seep deep in vacation mode. My house wears the signs of a mama who's retreated to this hideaway. Floors, only vacuumed twice, dishes tucked away in a soapy bath a little longer than even I'm comfortable with, and the laundry, well I don't really need to get into that one. Instead of tying the loose ends around the house, <a href="http://luciamarieromero.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-mental-notes.html">we let it be</a>. We read books and watch movies and enjoy our snacks like old friends catching up over cups coffee. This mentality, this laissez-faire way of life, can sometimes be sweet. Sometimes it's how I savor little memories and special moments.<br />
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Like taking Lola to see the horses by Meema's house, seeing the way her little eyes widen with excitement.<br />
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Or her curiosity when she experienced the beach for the first time, the feeling of each minute grain of sand between her tiny toes. The sound of constant waves running up on shore and the chills felt when tiny toes were dipped at the water's edge.<br />
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The way the deep and dense fog crept slowly yet consistently over Leo Carillo, my little girl tucked away in the stroller observing the cottontails and little birds scurrying by, was picturesque. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWNqjZDMwJQwhEK1a4eZ1sTTc-_TvMtg01R1FOkLbwRUB3ypd7RkdDUo2ykvaxJGcEVV2pU829q6IPkbwQIjJnrSSZk1XLygLQzkIv_wsUjr6km_F0KWeDnuTpGALlKcKwj4g6/s1600/Lola+Pie+167.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWNqjZDMwJQwhEK1a4eZ1sTTc-_TvMtg01R1FOkLbwRUB3ypd7RkdDUo2ykvaxJGcEVV2pU829q6IPkbwQIjJnrSSZk1XLygLQzkIv_wsUjr6km_F0KWeDnuTpGALlKcKwj4g6/s640/Lola+Pie+167.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Q3YFn6q3JnRZdZqKyhPU5Qv2sUbD1d-HgwtDPVoDTUXmFek05wWPqBNvhLBK5mIkcj-pchaDmWoFUtMoXaF7UgcE_rSyktXYcBHWsiwv-hrBVSHhwzbmOR20RhuDOceV2eCy/s1600/Early+morning+walk+to+see+the+horses..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="424" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Q3YFn6q3JnRZdZqKyhPU5Qv2sUbD1d-HgwtDPVoDTUXmFek05wWPqBNvhLBK5mIkcj-pchaDmWoFUtMoXaF7UgcE_rSyktXYcBHWsiwv-hrBVSHhwzbmOR20RhuDOceV2eCy/s640/Early+morning+walk+to+see+the+horses..jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSWWP9nEIGryvjPzVvSlFCfYl5U620xaPgOM53eTas0xQtbnZekasnZsiA-kLikCB8pqJvEJy-h9GSfefCTKq6GUFSFamziicuwZDA-fkKItrZVpZ68UOKB2ABo_5KxgYtqDVl/s1600/Lola+Pie+164.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSWWP9nEIGryvjPzVvSlFCfYl5U620xaPgOM53eTas0xQtbnZekasnZsiA-kLikCB8pqJvEJy-h9GSfefCTKq6GUFSFamziicuwZDA-fkKItrZVpZ68UOKB2ABo_5KxgYtqDVl/s640/Lola+Pie+164.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: left;">Or the hike exposing the contrasting beauty of ocean and mountains of Meema's land. Lola hiked to the top like an old pro and Pieter played forest ranger extraordinaire, scouting out the places deer had been, proving that he is really just a boy at heart. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNuFkYcNbrB9bZavNPt5eOcG5OPCKzih_J6pCAr76BA0ZwXQDqMLlYDPh2t_1yj2h1yRxrcpXevedk8LtIpaXgz_oa52yty_R_skfXywPQh_Xdu6STbnDAEG26dAbF3i-74JWA/s1600/Lola+Pie+168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNuFkYcNbrB9bZavNPt5eOcG5OPCKzih_J6pCAr76BA0ZwXQDqMLlYDPh2t_1yj2h1yRxrcpXevedk8LtIpaXgz_oa52yty_R_skfXywPQh_Xdu6STbnDAEG26dAbF3i-74JWA/s640/Lola+Pie+168.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwfsf1WJxZhP-cYhED4RBL7cn6iyMfj44BfNly7GCKG4UfXp3d5uAJdKVTHmIRmt9iyDa5VlrXgoZdkSciCIng744r6Eg-lg30knRUNW9Mq0dUBeS8-ShdiS6QLAOyPdi-390r/s1600/Lola+Pie+173.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwfsf1WJxZhP-cYhED4RBL7cn6iyMfj44BfNly7GCKG4UfXp3d5uAJdKVTHmIRmt9iyDa5VlrXgoZdkSciCIng744r6Eg-lg30knRUNW9Mq0dUBeS8-ShdiS6QLAOyPdi-390r/s640/Lola+Pie+173.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5YjkTKOqNC9pmeHsyOeXcMoR29wVpEzun3wo1rJkuepgGdI9pLny1xe6KchKKN7aHVBd_AVVFgBqvfFxicrJlMAPw4GnYBAxocuGqgPtfoH72eNfoq5K063Bl91b6H1-4E4VY/s1600/Pieter+playing+forest+ranger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5YjkTKOqNC9pmeHsyOeXcMoR29wVpEzun3wo1rJkuepgGdI9pLny1xe6KchKKN7aHVBd_AVVFgBqvfFxicrJlMAPw4GnYBAxocuGqgPtfoH72eNfoq5K063Bl91b6H1-4E4VY/s640/Pieter+playing+forest+ranger.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpbb-AnExM4TmVJjwISGe4oHV7TIMWbMLeKEvn4novc6rt7Yi8RK8QbM6iIvfrWEF3SW5auyUoZ11BOQiLg-SeJIaNZ0Vaa-KTO2Nb08aLhRWFDljwlEabef3iGNV_4_mui7Iy/s1600/Lola+Pie+175.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpbb-AnExM4TmVJjwISGe4oHV7TIMWbMLeKEvn4novc6rt7Yi8RK8QbM6iIvfrWEF3SW5auyUoZ11BOQiLg-SeJIaNZ0Vaa-KTO2Nb08aLhRWFDljwlEabef3iGNV_4_mui7Iy/s640/Lola+Pie+175.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuXCyjiEwfTQ9JL5Y679MCf1R1F4tKY3THOg6erWx5Xx2QkpKqTwRkq40bRm_cyn1h-FH1ShyYak62LiX1YiWoh6KYlj6h2nCYI63lCZvEPN0KUByySR98t9cupfrl6lz62PlO/s1600/Lola+Pie+176.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuXCyjiEwfTQ9JL5Y679MCf1R1F4tKY3THOg6erWx5Xx2QkpKqTwRkq40bRm_cyn1h-FH1ShyYak62LiX1YiWoh6KYlj6h2nCYI63lCZvEPN0KUByySR98t9cupfrl6lz62PlO/s640/Lola+Pie+176.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXiQ8JxIg5uFGsxUTOTY2LOa5mjanCfJDvtVf6s3G5Atn5VGnP4pPUcYNPKmPz_arauHP27Uu6pjfIUiaFMN54FMOkCgJRWG0ijFywL3BtWvTlBUmyFoq2Hnv4trbZOPOyJ1XB/s1600/Lola+Pie+180.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="494" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXiQ8JxIg5uFGsxUTOTY2LOa5mjanCfJDvtVf6s3G5Atn5VGnP4pPUcYNPKmPz_arauHP27Uu6pjfIUiaFMN54FMOkCgJRWG0ijFywL3BtWvTlBUmyFoq2Hnv4trbZOPOyJ1XB/s640/Lola+Pie+180.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">Or how we ended our last day with a trip with a visit to the Malibu farmer's market. The sight of locals crowding under tents in search of fruits and veggies, milk, juice, eggs, flowers, and baked goodies. Then, giving Lola chance to play like a local child at the Malibu Country Mart Courtyard.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhktqP4q1DixViXaLd3rsNaaYF89U6nNUxmaBIplxbFE6XuuOKASY3vus3PL5cpEwtYMG7qmWUNq1du-VroBcd6HtSMWeyL3F524snxowYq-FP3GQPSdVLwQABW6PNBzXp_6Z9v/s1600/Lola+Pie+218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhktqP4q1DixViXaLd3rsNaaYF89U6nNUxmaBIplxbFE6XuuOKASY3vus3PL5cpEwtYMG7qmWUNq1du-VroBcd6HtSMWeyL3F524snxowYq-FP3GQPSdVLwQABW6PNBzXp_6Z9v/s640/Lola+Pie+218.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRW5sgChdWC0nWw9s19_Vo6DNtJIFiYf7twtpbZeDVNexKT_HQAoXYeztRZLrzpaOaY74wHvH4EhXgw-LA-4NJ1797YZev9qbTyvMwn7x6jVebBd-TkD4CxjgcJ9Zlu3h4pNGN/s1600/Lola+Pie+219.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="358" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRW5sgChdWC0nWw9s19_Vo6DNtJIFiYf7twtpbZeDVNexKT_HQAoXYeztRZLrzpaOaY74wHvH4EhXgw-LA-4NJ1797YZev9qbTyvMwn7x6jVebBd-TkD4CxjgcJ9Zlu3h4pNGN/s640/Lola+Pie+219.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQDKFsSwoT1Gs_kPAJ8IjDxLlwqBwb2wg-uehQQeRn3kip4f2WL94Ibe9rHaYiZaTh7APCWHU9LFgd0Fju5xvqgzNjzUi3ZH2PI3pAMySoWSnDQ5mQNfow5ezx-Vwmh8dDzOQx/s1600/Lola+Pie+220.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQDKFsSwoT1Gs_kPAJ8IjDxLlwqBwb2wg-uehQQeRn3kip4f2WL94Ibe9rHaYiZaTh7APCWHU9LFgd0Fju5xvqgzNjzUi3ZH2PI3pAMySoWSnDQ5mQNfow5ezx-Vwmh8dDzOQx/s640/Lola+Pie+220.jpg" width="358" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCn5f4Mkqqj9gwD0Yw2gu_lysiWgqFnJUoF-ZIo4li-4gl0nRhvKrHdxUd8InH2mbcEUAj5bNaV9IdSTJpngqL6PafQQC2gxLrvAdsUXchzfRdku9-_L0jC-OZzHp87UdRTatC/s1600/Playing+at+the+Malibu+Country+Mart+Courtyard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCn5f4Mkqqj9gwD0Yw2gu_lysiWgqFnJUoF-ZIo4li-4gl0nRhvKrHdxUd8InH2mbcEUAj5bNaV9IdSTJpngqL6PafQQC2gxLrvAdsUXchzfRdku9-_L0jC-OZzHp87UdRTatC/s640/Playing+at+the+Malibu+Country+Mart+Courtyard.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD9GXtJ2AvfKWp5pyrD8LESsHtxq82RTI6I-_Prl77FDqJfbB_s0AdDPzAXzCjwnIn9uDGclP5W1y2KO-XrlB0Z0xxwkoE7RaBBsQssz0qUJtR7bo3jrH6lnYuSZ1qnKUvbNVv/s1600/Lola+Pie+221.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD9GXtJ2AvfKWp5pyrD8LESsHtxq82RTI6I-_Prl77FDqJfbB_s0AdDPzAXzCjwnIn9uDGclP5W1y2KO-XrlB0Z0xxwkoE7RaBBsQssz0qUJtR7bo3jrH6lnYuSZ1qnKUvbNVv/s640/Lola+Pie+221.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="430" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK2j4bQBItWxzw6yarM1VrvcbZv6bTYAJRkKkor0l0coiywgIOnDUn56qPeQ0Gxzv9fqW1P9YUXivnu2A90QDojRAjnkz4SgpoDfECIhTWTw7WMP2VW7g4ChW4dzRCJ7u640z9/s640/Playing+with+Papa.jpg" width="640" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: left;">There were so many other wonderful memories, some of which I'll remember forever. I look forward to more family vacations in the future.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2rkRFLvLx-pEPEtKoMrWQzXozJWl-ZR22euFXiZ1WN-U7ZtRsfLo42x0l8G9Li5p1VnaEILEe_r-Ff2Cg0sPuUvF555sXxeT1-tllTYhW5gAYJiI-jMfs8ZyBN9vNV5wf3dtQ/s1600/Lola+Pie+161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2rkRFLvLx-pEPEtKoMrWQzXozJWl-ZR22euFXiZ1WN-U7ZtRsfLo42x0l8G9Li5p1VnaEILEe_r-Ff2Cg0sPuUvF555sXxeT1-tllTYhW5gAYJiI-jMfs8ZyBN9vNV5wf3dtQ/s640/Lola+Pie+161.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23129793.post-16203503911360095592011-08-04T15:18:00.000-07:002011-08-04T15:18:15.065-07:00This phase<div style="text-align: center;">We've been treading water. Trying desperately to keep our heads above a sea of anger and frustration and self-blame. A sea that has since swiped up our little girl from a shallow and sandy perch, dunking her down deep into the dark abyss of the terrible twos. We're struggling along the fine lines of when and how to discipline. Defining those things considered unacceptable.We are not natural swimmers. And sometimes it feels as though we're drowning. Other days feel like today...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhixnlTk70NY3j7-nZD44fR2vBW-sCBMACHWgfaLSvOvhYjE3DbBdvS7hN9DAitj3H53N8hhthKNwbTCG_OoqXlCY0MQNSfvaJAr3xtxIrGSnZOnYjsTkYW8CklNK2pYPcx9k5h/s1600/Lola+Pie+1853.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhixnlTk70NY3j7-nZD44fR2vBW-sCBMACHWgfaLSvOvhYjE3DbBdvS7hN9DAitj3H53N8hhthKNwbTCG_OoqXlCY0MQNSfvaJAr3xtxIrGSnZOnYjsTkYW8CklNK2pYPcx9k5h/s640/Lola+Pie+1853.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg91IMym9qu4J9_Yr34aguLEX2Vr4Av4I_ERnlXNxhSpVZd_kJb-re9Hyud3lfRNoyoBg1biZ6gGAJPs_-MYzkarkhErk-KOXu59DW1L5svI0Nfu5034WHqkCGa4oedXY9efaIW/s1600/Lola+Pie+1865.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg91IMym9qu4J9_Yr34aguLEX2Vr4Av4I_ERnlXNxhSpVZd_kJb-re9Hyud3lfRNoyoBg1biZ6gGAJPs_-MYzkarkhErk-KOXu59DW1L5svI0Nfu5034WHqkCGa4oedXY9efaIW/s640/Lola+Pie+1865.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">When early mornings start earlier than normal. The night sky, still deep and dark and quiet.Our sleep disturbed by the soft cries of our teething babe. She snuggles up, desperate to find the sweet spot between our pillows and in my arms. And it's okay. </div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Mornings when the only thing on my mind is driving the seven odd blocks in anticipation of the look on this little girl's face when I come through the front door. When I get an unexplained feeling deep down in my gut- I just need to be near her. Mornings when my heart longs for words of affirmation. Of hope. And courage. Reminding me that this stage is only a phase and as my father used to preach,<i> This too, shall pass</i>. And it's so true.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigYhRtrAKh3aeyFnxk3GcYQvqZ8YY4_N5pjh8CNsjdhVDdHRLLix3qL7WeDi-tlH6BU7WDJZAXgRy4AF19k29A5zgCiiDHfAqv3WIpx0e3hwTabMQrosFCaeFhEm8lrpyDT2ua/s1600/farmers+market+flower.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigYhRtrAKh3aeyFnxk3GcYQvqZ8YY4_N5pjh8CNsjdhVDdHRLLix3qL7WeDi-tlH6BU7WDJZAXgRy4AF19k29A5zgCiiDHfAqv3WIpx0e3hwTabMQrosFCaeFhEm8lrpyDT2ua/s640/farmers+market+flower.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">As she sits deep in suds, morning sun spilling onto the bathroom floor, I sit deep in thought. Meditating on what I hope to make of today. What I hope to obtain. How I want to love her. I take in each hopeful and perfectly woven sentence of <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GcZ8Gz0rDtw&feature=related">this song</a>, allowing it to speak to my tired heart, reassuring me that this phase is only temporary. Affirming that we are making progress. That with this stage comes growth and communication and a better understanding of who she is and who I've become as a parent.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiClZKoxs9tgSiBy6tcl_zzv7irKDlQvryPSL01ENcnGtJa382aeuaXS4-yl2GkPkDWsX5g1yKgMtX178eJYaRt0cPmzuYIvRG9CEmKwkDbg_1IFgEN4iOU9A8TacqIRHM6fGtT/s1600/Lola+Pie+1861.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiClZKoxs9tgSiBy6tcl_zzv7irKDlQvryPSL01ENcnGtJa382aeuaXS4-yl2GkPkDWsX5g1yKgMtX178eJYaRt0cPmzuYIvRG9CEmKwkDbg_1IFgEN4iOU9A8TacqIRHM6fGtT/s640/Lola+Pie+1861.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjp8q-P1TEreF6QM_IJN_itaXUEMkP6-vIKIm0xMIsA0FY-HLhVJYEdFv1SrksoCQivKll8aBErF9ZDFlawohksNUjqHer5dxT-pqoaRQL9GS6tY7CQWtGUVSjkcwBtEi4R6nu/s1600/Lola+Pie+1859.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjp8q-P1TEreF6QM_IJN_itaXUEMkP6-vIKIm0xMIsA0FY-HLhVJYEdFv1SrksoCQivKll8aBErF9ZDFlawohksNUjqHer5dxT-pqoaRQL9GS6tY7CQWtGUVSjkcwBtEi4R6nu/s640/Lola+Pie+1859.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVrf2yt3r01RIxnMN3zmkxOShNU12lpNmz0xsz7rPozOEzDrYWzKtC2igk1cL0vyZOWy5yJrwKYGRuB5WYl9l2_TLM9GuMThk77kQrjHQNdM35sJSgyalLqDu_yQMK_l1GiTGk/s1600/Lola+Pie+1860.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVrf2yt3r01RIxnMN3zmkxOShNU12lpNmz0xsz7rPozOEzDrYWzKtC2igk1cL0vyZOWy5yJrwKYGRuB5WYl9l2_TLM9GuMThk77kQrjHQNdM35sJSgyalLqDu_yQMK_l1GiTGk/s640/Lola+Pie+1860.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> We're emphasizing <i>please </i>and <i>thank-you</i>, bearing through the sobs and fountains of tears which flow from her big browns. We've learned patience and love. We're learning to give direction and instruction, applauding her in her successes, even when it is only because she managed to eat every piece of unwanted food on her plate.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjzUXcZDXY3LATrDrr_7M5ew5jDKhFQ-dncLNCpCmmy0th1HMWPhufbHqF1-121-SvnLYkrJq7Csj0JpzYkYzab5RErR8sI7sFIzZDaRDID0BgmKBSNEkZ1m08oixfDXGENg_c/s1600/Lola+Pie+1869.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjzUXcZDXY3LATrDrr_7M5ew5jDKhFQ-dncLNCpCmmy0th1HMWPhufbHqF1-121-SvnLYkrJq7Csj0JpzYkYzab5RErR8sI7sFIzZDaRDID0BgmKBSNEkZ1m08oixfDXGENg_c/s640/Lola+Pie+1869.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp2KTBUfH3hOQQQm_6uqbLxlaGk_1Km20OdfPAlIb3SK93BIqMd74wEMyuGrjUsvH1o-oY7Kb9b2Uag1ZJw6e3OIq-jzNGOQIyQbSUHlNCSZKk4UjCu4eIVe5BCW-S58dZB-7d/s1600/Lola+Pie+1881.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp2KTBUfH3hOQQQm_6uqbLxlaGk_1Km20OdfPAlIb3SK93BIqMd74wEMyuGrjUsvH1o-oY7Kb9b2Uag1ZJw6e3OIq-jzNGOQIyQbSUHlNCSZKk4UjCu4eIVe5BCW-S58dZB-7d/s640/Lola+Pie+1881.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> We take pride in our ritualistic bedtime routine-both parents and lots of love, realizing that no matter how rough our day can be, we can always end them positively. We ask for peace. For patience. For understanding. For self-control. But most of all, we ask that we continue to act with love. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5UyipJ8JJhSiV4HD6e1YNxeoHXwdABKECnX9R-ez0xj_8cDmRc3eb_3assDWwf3-R_zOo8b7ZclpawfXiFsq0QN4lhZKAFZp11kezFUmemCYjoDaAIs6V4Sd-2XosA7SovHL_/s1600/Peace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5UyipJ8JJhSiV4HD6e1YNxeoHXwdABKECnX9R-ez0xj_8cDmRc3eb_3assDWwf3-R_zOo8b7ZclpawfXiFsq0QN4lhZKAFZp11kezFUmemCYjoDaAIs6V4Sd-2XosA7SovHL_/s640/Peace.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23129793.post-46588766860689628222011-07-26T18:16:00.000-07:002011-07-27T08:49:29.039-07:00Little Things - Pals<div style="text-align: center;">Lola loves her Jessie doll. Naturally, when a child loves something as much as Lola does, mishaps, broken and misplaced pieces are to be expected. Tears and confusion are also to be expected. A lack of understanding. A sense of helplessness. Like the tiny little world she thought she knew was crumbling before her eyes.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I wish the part where I explain how I put Miss Jessie's boot back on what appeared to be an amputated leg was both intricate and intriguing, leaving you wanting to hear more about the parts where I elaborately stitched a stitch so fine, attaching the two, leaving her good as new. I wish that I could get into detail about the time it took to meticulously place that little brown boot on her nub to match up perfectly with the opposing. Details that resembled a little more of <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1oosIFSOCmE">this</a> and a lot less Gorilla Glue. </div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">*****</div><div style="text-align: center;">Jessie has fully recovered. She and Lola are once again best pals. Keeping Gorilla Glue on hand is a life saver. Lesson learned.</div>Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23129793.post-31258855804703175012011-07-22T12:35:00.000-07:002011-07-22T18:37:13.177-07:00Utopian Summers<div style="text-align: center;">When I was pregnant, I remember thinking about the perfect Summers we'd have. Summers spent day after day at park playgrounds on quilted blankets with books and snacks, our toes tickled by single blades of bright green grass as we huddle beneath the beauty of a single merciful shade tree. I'd picture the fun we'd have with bubbles and big pieces of sidewalk chalk, the way your flawless and exposed skin would become warm and pink from the bright bright sun. I'd dream about the wonderful whimsical patterns you'd wear, the bright vibrant colors intertwined, rhythmically creating bliss on your sweet little sun dresses, shorts, and tees.<br />
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I'd imagine our walks to nearby parks, your little legs taking the tiny yet significant steps, each time a little less wobbly, a little stronger, a little more confident. And in my mind I'd see this fictitious world through a warm yellow filter, mimicking the sun's light at high heat, illuminating your little body with a beautiful golden hue. <br />
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Two years into this wonderful life I'm privileged to be a part of, those dreams of perfect Utopian Summers are becoming my reality. Each day, I'm overjoyed. Elated at the fact that this here, very present life mirrors the life I thought we'd live.<br />
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Lola, like any other child, is passionate about bubbles. And just like my dreams, we watch these perfect clear but iridescent spheres be seduced and swept away in a romantic love affair with an early evening breeze.<br />
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And just like all children, she is anxious for an unassisted turn. She thrusts the wand up and down in the bottle the way we mamas do when trying to get the last of the mascara from the tubes we can't seem to discard. Pulling the wand from its bubbly abode, soapy suds spilling down her legs, she brings it close, exaggeratedly puckering her lips for the first blow. Bubbly bliss.<br />
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And when she's worn out and in need of a break, she flocks to me for a sweet Summer treat. She indulges in each perfect piece, red and juicy from months of growing under a ripe Summer sun, leaving my little girl a happy one. <br />
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</a></div>Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23129793.post-81978532540123184202011-07-12T05:45:00.000-07:002011-07-12T05:45:58.304-07:00Little Mental Notes<div style="text-align: center;">My blog has been collecting dust lately. Neglected and set beside the mountains of things I'd rather be doing. Things that have consumed our days from the early moments when my alarm chirps so softly that I gamble recklessly, sleeping through it for the last few minutes of extra sleep, finally ending in those quiet moments long after the sun has settled and the last bit of day's heat is quickly overpowered by the brisk nightly breeze that sweeps through our opened windows. Lola is tucked away in her crib. Calm and quiet. Peacefully embracing the piles of stuffed plush that rest on her chest.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The last eleven days have been full. Busy, yet calm. Spent well.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We've spent early afternoons walking the grid, rediscovering old parks with new produce stands where my little girl plays fruit critic-extraordinaire. I watch her carefully examine peaches, blackberries, strawberries, and cherries for the best of the best- the leaders of the pack. After making her decision, she excitedly carries the bags of lucky chosen ones to the playground nearby where she's reunited with an <a href="http://luciamarieromero.blogspot.com/2011/02/lola-and-dinosaur.html">old friend</a>.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-wA4KViucis9UPVB9q1VI-7wfDuFUdraZk8QcDtbVChGQy27PyQkevuMp46cA9h7NWuEUX_x0b8ok9fZ34Ka827CIV6slk9HKG-9RQK2rwNFngFrz9qiy3QHINMKkEjHTOrSK/s1600/Lola+Pie+1629.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-wA4KViucis9UPVB9q1VI-7wfDuFUdraZk8QcDtbVChGQy27PyQkevuMp46cA9h7NWuEUX_x0b8ok9fZ34Ka827CIV6slk9HKG-9RQK2rwNFngFrz9qiy3QHINMKkEjHTOrSK/s640/Lola+Pie+1629.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">And just like that, in the moment when her eyes meet those of the large green piece of plastic playground equipment, I realize where we were and how far we've come.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhls_OSZuFuBt3kV6NXs9erVicq8BFHvFf07oVoeyw2Llq6hlmIGUYnznciSKAX4SNKUxTl8W5GQQZRez3rOWHHYu5PzLcPzJZEdIKhejSC1rWCXD6XtEv7OztSmHMmg9U4DQUd/s1600/Lola+Pie+1632.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhls_OSZuFuBt3kV6NXs9erVicq8BFHvFf07oVoeyw2Llq6hlmIGUYnznciSKAX4SNKUxTl8W5GQQZRez3rOWHHYu5PzLcPzJZEdIKhejSC1rWCXD6XtEv7OztSmHMmg9U4DQUd/s640/Lola+Pie+1632.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We prolonged afternoon naps, snuggling up with snacks, Lola's PBS Kids app, and <a href="http://www.digthischickmt.com/">this blog</a>. We set our lists aside and took advantage of the opportunity to sit and be. And sometimes, that's okay.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQTkIxwbriuaM1teoPJMiQcob0MZHaosZLviL7uZR8YGkMJut9HAkRZ12ToGgyMfYdl8eDPjRS6EIGZ5qAAToYiLSzksu64Ga9HNzCyqMEM-ODNckiq6vkylolM7-3WBAbc4nr/s1600/Lola+Pie+1593.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQTkIxwbriuaM1teoPJMiQcob0MZHaosZLviL7uZR8YGkMJut9HAkRZ12ToGgyMfYdl8eDPjRS6EIGZ5qAAToYiLSzksu64Ga9HNzCyqMEM-ODNckiq6vkylolM7-3WBAbc4nr/s640/Lola+Pie+1593.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjejbKZIk0AErmbMc4QapqhTvpBjCcBo2lyn8RHa0jJ8jf_B7z1SPjTiCiKzeh8mma21nVZ0VT5BNj5-E5_hzO4Mm84F5v2ljA6nDCdULvo6fk3-bg5hYNJhdtRBXdcqR3XLsGk/s1600/Lola+Pie+1586.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjejbKZIk0AErmbMc4QapqhTvpBjCcBo2lyn8RHa0jJ8jf_B7z1SPjTiCiKzeh8mma21nVZ0VT5BNj5-E5_hzO4Mm84F5v2ljA6nDCdULvo6fk3-bg5hYNJhdtRBXdcqR3XLsGk/s640/Lola+Pie+1586.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
Lola has broadened her horizons and set her sights on bigger and better things. She has abandoned her love for Dora the Explorer and has since moved on to Go Diego, Go. I personally back her decision 100%. Since she's moved on, I consistently have <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SDBKcE9NZIo">this song</a> stuck in my head. With this new found love for Diego comes an interest in photography. Behold, Lola's sweet shots.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHvnJZPFWpQuy-vWoE2YFkpH1tN1Nwxlsy-Per508AcT5d-O0qKcZNCNHtctmyo5lSjHBlcxe4H2ou7H0VEcyfgmwVTtnzZKWLWeksf3C5J8_-Fe8zjXo9xslp7Li7Pd_6EhAC/s1600/Lola+Pie+1613.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHvnJZPFWpQuy-vWoE2YFkpH1tN1Nwxlsy-Per508AcT5d-O0qKcZNCNHtctmyo5lSjHBlcxe4H2ou7H0VEcyfgmwVTtnzZKWLWeksf3C5J8_-Fe8zjXo9xslp7Li7Pd_6EhAC/s640/Lola+Pie+1613.jpg" width="640" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYjVbYSwKvVDUygxPnxNmTLGVX_b0CvejnN2Z7C5PTBDxSOUKYeqkwiRvuAgcWPI0S-xpLXeKsrWN7wneop7Pe7aqWMfdjDWz1pQRLK3fgKOVYeu4OcMP7sSou_ycHeworZEq2/s1600/Lola+Pie+1614.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYjVbYSwKvVDUygxPnxNmTLGVX_b0CvejnN2Z7C5PTBDxSOUKYeqkwiRvuAgcWPI0S-xpLXeKsrWN7wneop7Pe7aqWMfdjDWz1pQRLK3fgKOVYeu4OcMP7sSou_ycHeworZEq2/s640/Lola+Pie+1614.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Like her mama, she photographs the things she loves. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lola had her first swimming lesson last week. As she sat along the pool's edge nervously looking around at parents and toddlers coupled in the water beneath her, I could see the fear shamelessly pouring out of her big brown eyes. She finally gave in and entered the pool. Proud parent moment number one. Later in the lesson, the parents were instructed to face their child out, their backs to our chests, and were prompted to rest the back of their head on our shoulder, allowing their tiny bodies to float. Lola was not okay with this. She would quickly stiffen up the moment she felt the rush of cold pool water run up the back of her neck. We pressed on though, trying time after time. Suddenly, I felt her relax, her tiny body floating up slowly. She let go. Trusted me. Proud parent moment number two. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8CLq7fDN959cBPBV71jLr41x6jDcPyeoLYqN_vyMJV1ZV6A06DJKCwTYqllP9m-cXhQCi5TkifbgByPaHXGreraVSg8NUcEjM8lAmUOhLN98ZpKojpWReyaX0cwEeFmo9jlad/s1600/Lola+Pie+1653.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8CLq7fDN959cBPBV71jLr41x6jDcPyeoLYqN_vyMJV1ZV6A06DJKCwTYqllP9m-cXhQCi5TkifbgByPaHXGreraVSg8NUcEjM8lAmUOhLN98ZpKojpWReyaX0cwEeFmo9jlad/s640/Lola+Pie+1653.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We decorated signs and baked goodies for my brother. Lola was very reserved with her coloring skills at first, but with a boost in confidence and a few encouraging words, she added her own little flair, perfecting and creating a one of a kind masterpiece.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgj20avzq3VOOOiTSPKmuLsK7P4TkBZ5s_NyEQZygG493C5JMDtkeRg-aJMHJpXLSpYEBg8mM8rauz4_E1vE7sKGzzUOclfRgdr-KuEAb4JYZfTmDPEeNS57BUnRdwtoQAVIgG/s1600/Lola+Pie+1656.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgj20avzq3VOOOiTSPKmuLsK7P4TkBZ5s_NyEQZygG493C5JMDtkeRg-aJMHJpXLSpYEBg8mM8rauz4_E1vE7sKGzzUOclfRgdr-KuEAb4JYZfTmDPEeNS57BUnRdwtoQAVIgG/s640/Lola+Pie+1656.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhebGRZRJ7flmtJkEu2TSFjV3JlfjnDASlUxLcl2qfS7-tQ5BdrzZtKdi-GQqX1C9i16y-5CkuyXvoM3mY5Ty5n9k01ZDQSVeLoF8nw-rOQgemIigD9-gwBLEbmu0JgQZ1vrBcR/s1600/Lola+Pie+1663.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhebGRZRJ7flmtJkEu2TSFjV3JlfjnDASlUxLcl2qfS7-tQ5BdrzZtKdi-GQqX1C9i16y-5CkuyXvoM3mY5Ty5n9k01ZDQSVeLoF8nw-rOQgemIigD9-gwBLEbmu0JgQZ1vrBcR/s640/Lola+Pie+1663.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCAzMT34sVk0EO63q5f9zziAM8g-CELHaNyjphLi_A8OebAopxOBMBEAEiZV92exnzl8WNcYM5AvTMJ_SZhruI-zks84vcFo-9N147dNdPPSkV-Uf9oWW74jaaeYi8SDnTSCpm/s1600/Lola+Pie+1665.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCAzMT34sVk0EO63q5f9zziAM8g-CELHaNyjphLi_A8OebAopxOBMBEAEiZV92exnzl8WNcYM5AvTMJ_SZhruI-zks84vcFo-9N147dNdPPSkV-Uf9oWW74jaaeYi8SDnTSCpm/s640/Lola+Pie+1665.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbhcnGwpE6gwqt9CrC2W8YpalFNIdUGALZg8rOPjMcCNU2rYPFdGj6kBLWUxlOOsTvh9TBLokDrpWJbJFI-G2lPwk26Ai2-Amj35gvwjZh-JKDTP7FdZsf5c0oC3nZTV-uzbSM/s1600/Lola+Pie+1666.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbhcnGwpE6gwqt9CrC2W8YpalFNIdUGALZg8rOPjMcCNU2rYPFdGj6kBLWUxlOOsTvh9TBLokDrpWJbJFI-G2lPwk26Ai2-Amj35gvwjZh-JKDTP7FdZsf5c0oC3nZTV-uzbSM/s640/Lola+Pie+1666.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr8HKSCBNIxTK_xsUJtQVNYjafvdFtdn9qKauFu3ZbZdrV_s5SUZ1JOy0mbTEjTA10Mj0jeV8rskivzSokwqHk75mBrkZ37dn3Wa1FlWnOLuMMlua91tWDzB13yLz6WpGwJgpL/s1600/Lola+Pie+1668.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr8HKSCBNIxTK_xsUJtQVNYjafvdFtdn9qKauFu3ZbZdrV_s5SUZ1JOy0mbTEjTA10Mj0jeV8rskivzSokwqHk75mBrkZ37dn3Wa1FlWnOLuMMlua91tWDzB13yLz6WpGwJgpL/s640/Lola+Pie+1668.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Be free, my little wild flower.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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The sun rises each day, presenting a new opportunity to love her a little better. A little more. To get to know her and to see her a little clearer. And I've been falling so hard for this little girl lately.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjCD-Ux2Ko4Uhi7Vq7_OuzKq_DIMVphx2ba2R3PSyc2-_cVWt-Z181kNLrTEY4f5COhvjwdQVyrUhh4BbApXn3qjCgCB-XNigB6aZxOQjLzbQLIIfPp8yNMk2gTFaSjpIbQhRt/s1600/Lola+Pie+1563.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjCD-Ux2Ko4Uhi7Vq7_OuzKq_DIMVphx2ba2R3PSyc2-_cVWt-Z181kNLrTEY4f5COhvjwdQVyrUhh4BbApXn3qjCgCB-XNigB6aZxOQjLzbQLIIfPp8yNMk2gTFaSjpIbQhRt/s640/Lola+Pie+1563.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>Even after those that seem never ending, exhausted from a day's worth of mothering, after all the smooches, the noses, and the group hugs, when she's all tucked away in her crib and I sit on the couch to reflect on my day, all I want to do is scoop her up and have a couple more minutes. In those reflective moments, the moments at the end of the evening when my day is put into rewind and played back in my mind, that is when my life is put into perspective. All the negativity, the exhaustion, the irritable state of mind I was in during nap time because Lola's animals wouldn't stop talking to each other and because she wouldn't stop shaking the bed, those little moments are stripped down and puffed away and all that's left is how I think her little two year old imagination is beautiful and the realization that she squirms only to prevent herself from napping when in reality, she ends up knocking herself out. I should just go with it more.<br />
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I've come to realize that every night as I go to bed, I don't do it hoping to fall asleep and dream the dreams of my little girl running through fields of wild flowers, laughing so hard because she <strike>thinks</strike> knows her mom is the funniest human on the planet. Those dreams would be nice, of course. But I do it to wake up to her. To see her little morning face with matted hair and hear her little voice chirp the sweetest words as her little eyes catch me in her sight, <i>"Hi, Mommy!" </i><br />
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Love. <br />
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<span id="goog_900302178">After breakfast, we walked to the grocery store in search of the next great meal. Deciding on carne asada tacos, we gathered the required ingredients and headed home where I let Pieter in on another unspoken weekend moral code, <i>if you're not sleeping in, then you better believe you're guaranteed a nap</i>. After the two hours of family nap blissfulness, we ate an early dinner and later bartered chores in exchange for paying rights at <a href="http://gunthersicecream.com/">Gunther's Ice Cream</a>.</span><br />
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</span></div><span id="goog_900302178">Gunther's is a cute little ice cream shop with a big small town feel. So much in fact, I swear there are deleted scenes taking place in this very shop somewhere in <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0108037/">The Sandlot</a> archives. </span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge8two_ZK-ctBmAaG2hf9nFrqn9Hf03sDZ0fsfDgLkJzyHZK8PyZMgfj_Lrg1IgAU4tbzHFNTeF51updWBkb2Aj94y7wDheI6K91m39jlFCofvMEx9YK-byMfvrUUT6zNUq1nh/s1600/Lola+Pie+1522.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge8two_ZK-ctBmAaG2hf9nFrqn9Hf03sDZ0fsfDgLkJzyHZK8PyZMgfj_Lrg1IgAU4tbzHFNTeF51updWBkb2Aj94y7wDheI6K91m39jlFCofvMEx9YK-byMfvrUUT6zNUq1nh/s640/Lola+Pie+1522.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><i><span id="goog_900302178"> See, not amused.</span></i><br />
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<span id="goog_900302178">Lola and I found a table outside while Pieter waited in line for our ice cream. Taking advantage of an opportune moment to ink Lola up, she's now an official member of the Gunther's family!</span><br />
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Lola, wide-eyed with anticipation and excitement, caught a glimpse of Pieter making his way toward us.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">As the sun set on our perfect family day, I sat reflecting on my life and my two loves, realizing how fortunate and blessed I am. I have a beautiful daughter, wildly energetic and spunky in every part of her thirty-one pound little body. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I also have a constant example of unconditional love. A love that fuels him to put up with me through all of my "feisty Mexican moments". An unconditional love that allows him to be understanding and patient with others even when they aren't necessarily worthy of it. He is perfect.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">As I crept in to take one final look at my little sweets before I headed to work the next morning, I saw the little reminder of our wonderful evening. I carried that with me all day.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir_ipqXL9IGj_oVl_IGBZjUvIUHEHv2UImQA2Tif2IioTMQiNCi_IIJxJElXKpDSrCWC5svWKBJzrK4VDlklxkNTVlBAuTbaJQCwiW6BHQBtYoH7OzKYWDH8dy0Ip7SanrI167/s1600/Lola+Pie+1559.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir_ipqXL9IGj_oVl_IGBZjUvIUHEHv2UImQA2Tif2IioTMQiNCi_IIJxJElXKpDSrCWC5svWKBJzrK4VDlklxkNTVlBAuTbaJQCwiW6BHQBtYoH7OzKYWDH8dy0Ip7SanrI167/s640/Lola+Pie+1559.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy Tuesday!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</a></div>Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23129793.post-19943410069890502512011-06-23T22:15:00.000-07:002011-06-23T22:19:02.640-07:00Our week in photos<div style="text-align: center;">On the first day of Summer, Lola proudly sported her jellies on our morning walk. We walked along the shaded streets of Midtown, pausing to notice the Summer moon still hanging on a backdrop of bright blue sky.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNA1qSRTIrQj5Bz1mHfDKEPBvIZ5C1EZf6b11oL769_wKpc7ZsspdulQLnrY0UvNXnXaq_DB6nnq-oyYwvwwxtgqXOeQrIlhsbUs3rZBIEXlocK4VVlgWD9hezZLbNXjGSiZeN/s1600/Lola+Pie+1388.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="478" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNA1qSRTIrQj5Bz1mHfDKEPBvIZ5C1EZf6b11oL769_wKpc7ZsspdulQLnrY0UvNXnXaq_DB6nnq-oyYwvwwxtgqXOeQrIlhsbUs3rZBIEXlocK4VVlgWD9hezZLbNXjGSiZeN/s640/Lola+Pie+1388.jpg" width="640" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJNlPXVmkY3NURqMKg_xPsLV7RQnjDZ391oO1q9UjMp4wtqIIWxZ3NeQm3pfFxVpFUpwXWFuI8YMkqkSd8xba4lEXlp35IsSeOHGlgx4ZNgstM7RunYIHSX1iiFiQPwPrUoF9J/s1600/Lola+Pie+1400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJNlPXVmkY3NURqMKg_xPsLV7RQnjDZ391oO1q9UjMp4wtqIIWxZ3NeQm3pfFxVpFUpwXWFuI8YMkqkSd8xba4lEXlp35IsSeOHGlgx4ZNgstM7RunYIHSX1iiFiQPwPrUoF9J/s640/Lola+Pie+1400.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJGCy2ZkZxJ3JncM9ojLipBokq79LhvajtOPcUDANlxyi2bw0tA6CTYSTkluC7ltbOLs2mEP8aFJyI4QdkfTNdV3RIk99eFn1kU4mdzaROBOuLq8lG_9Ta5yf0PWXRip0VLm2M/s1600/Lola+Pie+1392.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJGCy2ZkZxJ3JncM9ojLipBokq79LhvajtOPcUDANlxyi2bw0tA6CTYSTkluC7ltbOLs2mEP8aFJyI4QdkfTNdV3RIk99eFn1kU4mdzaROBOuLq8lG_9Ta5yf0PWXRip0VLm2M/s640/Lola+Pie+1392.jpg" width="640" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsAb0YAK-L-BPzt7GZUbQKCCXZQ0JMJYa0NWdxNQawnU2yHuo6Yg4AGeTQsdPt3R14o-QnQQMIBhTOgghNxRholKM02esyEL-S0zFBLTtviU3xGt5o7Vu8N5rGsE3kv1yv-pdA/s1600/Lola+Pie+1398.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsAb0YAK-L-BPzt7GZUbQKCCXZQ0JMJYa0NWdxNQawnU2yHuo6Yg4AGeTQsdPt3R14o-QnQQMIBhTOgghNxRholKM02esyEL-S0zFBLTtviU3xGt5o7Vu8N5rGsE3kv1yv-pdA/s640/Lola+Pie+1398.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJNlPXVmkY3NURqMKg_xPsLV7RQnjDZ391oO1q9UjMp4wtqIIWxZ3NeQm3pfFxVpFUpwXWFuI8YMkqkSd8xba4lEXlp35IsSeOHGlgx4ZNgstM7RunYIHSX1iiFiQPwPrUoF9J/s1600/Lola+Pie+1400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mandy came to visit. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It's a wonderful feeling when your friends love you child.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFcmhoEeAGK6tEgicxsLDyZSbrOLqRX50CR9twnihl1-5OowZ3wk-0IWxnfzS-qLX9iAdTNtYDkC3kESyHOSXny4ai0qsWJyZY4tvVIhKFosay4vRIB4a2Fd9bWxqZByhT3OSX/s1600/Lola+Pie+1401.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFcmhoEeAGK6tEgicxsLDyZSbrOLqRX50CR9twnihl1-5OowZ3wk-0IWxnfzS-qLX9iAdTNtYDkC3kESyHOSXny4ai0qsWJyZY4tvVIhKFosay4vRIB4a2Fd9bWxqZByhT3OSX/s640/Lola+Pie+1401.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNHNYPxW6OLO7FaAlm8mQmHrWh-gaMaRW8bDt-uonl_e4nKuaaUUJFg_pvEaaokmfSjXVPF15PjKSLIKspqMi7PexOA-4popMzgkkirVNkKmKSjcYl4KVHZegtsymMAZYi2xYs/s1600/Snuggling+up+with+Auntie+Mandy..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNHNYPxW6OLO7FaAlm8mQmHrWh-gaMaRW8bDt-uonl_e4nKuaaUUJFg_pvEaaokmfSjXVPF15PjKSLIKspqMi7PexOA-4popMzgkkirVNkKmKSjcYl4KVHZegtsymMAZYi2xYs/s640/Snuggling+up+with+Auntie+Mandy..jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7mspteuID2_sWYVYcdKI8BU62zGfGkpBVrf6KGFWElxOf-UHQGuq1wU5-Zqm73jRBZ3Id3xifbTdrX56LIHmaAtUVYdN2MrWz_uOmwbt2GZGejsz0E1Cl5RVuXFA4-rozVH9e/s1600/Lola+Pie+1404.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="486" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7mspteuID2_sWYVYcdKI8BU62zGfGkpBVrf6KGFWElxOf-UHQGuq1wU5-Zqm73jRBZ3Id3xifbTdrX56LIHmaAtUVYdN2MrWz_uOmwbt2GZGejsz0E1Cl5RVuXFA4-rozVH9e/s640/Lola+Pie+1404.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjusEtFOaVam0akwkJAiC9puNJowQCTRpKRuNaCRbp6EtKaG0YkPo0H7oVoT7jniTKJmeOAa9zIAyRZrUtn9k1LSSsTwEITbQswFr4ExR9p4ZfnSGveMpGoAu-ngF8A_happQJU/s1600/Lola+Pie+1409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjusEtFOaVam0akwkJAiC9puNJowQCTRpKRuNaCRbp6EtKaG0YkPo0H7oVoT7jniTKJmeOAa9zIAyRZrUtn9k1LSSsTwEITbQswFr4ExR9p4ZfnSGveMpGoAu-ngF8A_happQJU/s640/Lola+Pie+1409.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <i>Make yourself at home, Lola.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">More walks on hot Summer mornings accompanied by the sweet sounds of Lola chattering and the occasional <i>Yee haw!</i> We stopped to smell the flowers, <i>literally</i>, noticing the little insects hanging around atop bright blooms.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZjuTpGEFDiQ-mdMwpVSNCIZqEGWvJithmK-iVk06q1ahMoeu1EmdphOhB2LIj_KiBweeM7vbdqzjn5VP8FkGAr5ZTqHs6WVlROB4zzpZG8mMbQUzcukViiHUQgftMt0UZUFfk/s1600/Lola+Pie+1411.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZjuTpGEFDiQ-mdMwpVSNCIZqEGWvJithmK-iVk06q1ahMoeu1EmdphOhB2LIj_KiBweeM7vbdqzjn5VP8FkGAr5ZTqHs6WVlROB4zzpZG8mMbQUzcukViiHUQgftMt0UZUFfk/s640/Lola+Pie+1411.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ7Zx92ka5s2MTT31yZsw3J83QssB0rSV5dK-rf9qNZE5gqi25XYleTMUfz66vS22eedEZLP34gEqZd361FmgoHUDIRx3JJjjrexilDYhRPnvfXtG9cMkloiCxLy3YTf_sSjzq/s1600/Lola+Pie+1417.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ7Zx92ka5s2MTT31yZsw3J83QssB0rSV5dK-rf9qNZE5gqi25XYleTMUfz66vS22eedEZLP34gEqZd361FmgoHUDIRx3JJjjrexilDYhRPnvfXtG9cMkloiCxLy3YTf_sSjzq/s640/Lola+Pie+1417.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjzStOwDMNz_t-6vxZqtWy-zTkeXweRUEL2bMEceB7ATIgqyUGE27V74S3wqqqxjWQcvC_15w7kLoUeG_K5nfHL3ly7AV9_0cUIeP8teHAF-D-Lbk-uCQ2sQ3SuCH8f_ni3m1X/s1600/Lola+Pie+1412.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjzStOwDMNz_t-6vxZqtWy-zTkeXweRUEL2bMEceB7ATIgqyUGE27V74S3wqqqxjWQcvC_15w7kLoUeG_K5nfHL3ly7AV9_0cUIeP8teHAF-D-Lbk-uCQ2sQ3SuCH8f_ni3m1X/s640/Lola+Pie+1412.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKVuzRYq9Oaa3PmAUunhFJ7oBJC9kf1IFacK5UNGmuJyoAPUgnDnzOTLUP7fPwQa1tQChoAl_IIC_cYcqyJ2oIa8AbcmsMXuVyAkfzQwEcnJ-CO43wX0uHwp5RCMo3GdN_D5Je/s1600/Lola+Pie+1418.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKVuzRYq9Oaa3PmAUunhFJ7oBJC9kf1IFacK5UNGmuJyoAPUgnDnzOTLUP7fPwQa1tQChoAl_IIC_cYcqyJ2oIa8AbcmsMXuVyAkfzQwEcnJ-CO43wX0uHwp5RCMo3GdN_D5Je/s640/Lola+Pie+1418.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN7_GFAY_P7mkpfvZUL7IdMZDOTNnFBUHQQAozDtPxkVJEko2X71rR8gOR1iIT7H__JvwUSJNYlgKtBRRQFKkl4FXdXBQOxr6_jrxf2ZWqaiVzEbaAt4tjELbeVDI5gkyY2Jrr/s1600/Lola+Pie+1420.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN7_GFAY_P7mkpfvZUL7IdMZDOTNnFBUHQQAozDtPxkVJEko2X71rR8gOR1iIT7H__JvwUSJNYlgKtBRRQFKkl4FXdXBQOxr6_jrxf2ZWqaiVzEbaAt4tjELbeVDI5gkyY2Jrr/s640/Lola+Pie+1420.jpg" width="480" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAaxGe37_JysirBEvisD6vad8rGkjAmrh911bxiyDc3H_7jp_9et_KL_064DQbzKkK5PmDFaIp7csJyhknbaymM1qm0orhs8hH_kkXCsX5KzPwTHEkEsdtc3Tpngazghs5O2XB/s1600/Lola+Pie+1422.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAaxGe37_JysirBEvisD6vad8rGkjAmrh911bxiyDc3H_7jp_9et_KL_064DQbzKkK5PmDFaIp7csJyhknbaymM1qm0orhs8hH_kkXCsX5KzPwTHEkEsdtc3Tpngazghs5O2XB/s640/Lola+Pie+1422.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"> Lola created a one-of-a-kind piece of art, claiming every surface as her canvas.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbLPJJzS46pGxe528NZ_aV-_iKCN4lI95SItbvQOtKToiiQuIYk0hEuxd_Tx7g1juHVIXZYbhZDU1VPpRUQmv44xmKx5fPz6fz81elnWNoRb3PX43zU5V4L0MDs53VeLB1vhH8/s1600/Lola+Pie+1424.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbLPJJzS46pGxe528NZ_aV-_iKCN4lI95SItbvQOtKToiiQuIYk0hEuxd_Tx7g1juHVIXZYbhZDU1VPpRUQmv44xmKx5fPz6fz81elnWNoRb3PX43zU5V4L0MDs53VeLB1vhH8/s640/Lola+Pie+1424.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh81FI-JF_UGWzrVo6M0_sMVy8eV161IuzftpER-PkG-ztNoUnW7aNiAHZSC0Zizk4Cn6HadPjF7fjuIENZOwaluaQkbgAnh0OTRJvaem82sAEoQzbxGEqfTwGSJnzO2TTOQOI6/s1600/Lola+Pie+1425.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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</div><div style="text-align: center;">We built a fort and had a mother-daughter luncheon. Words of praise came spilling from this little twenty-five month old's mouth convincingly stating, <i>"Mmm, that's good shit!</i> while chewing on some broccoli. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I get it, Lola! You love your broccoli.</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0r5-C3S6IVet-_TXVERXqEf1tmqyFwMjIZpxsY7PSj0gRuGA_C9C7hN9I1hrlpd8-6AH6GinKOO_YZReP8JXg8jEO1KYgh31HRZNhIHqRLp9y6oQSDS67i5SJl9ch_EQWtPyW/s1600/Lola+Pie+1503.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0r5-C3S6IVet-_TXVERXqEf1tmqyFwMjIZpxsY7PSj0gRuGA_C9C7hN9I1hrlpd8-6AH6GinKOO_YZReP8JXg8jEO1KYgh31HRZNhIHqRLp9y6oQSDS67i5SJl9ch_EQWtPyW/s640/Lola+Pie+1503.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2GVrcOcVnxxtTLye1JQ1jZIvv3SXHVArK7ZTFD1oUQSmLVXRVN2bTNgKNvt7PIftLADXjRdAjg18e1AiH2KhylTp8vTKAWU2znbPLfeCjaJqhHAWBnmu-4Egb0VZ03fP6vfED/s1600/Lola+Pie+1510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2GVrcOcVnxxtTLye1JQ1jZIvv3SXHVArK7ZTFD1oUQSmLVXRVN2bTNgKNvt7PIftLADXjRdAjg18e1AiH2KhylTp8vTKAWU2znbPLfeCjaJqhHAWBnmu-4Egb0VZ03fP6vfED/s640/Lola+Pie+1510.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxFxncajPbjoWxM5CaILaIWnbs-aKAlRAfRcQQwjOMt0zgHURTOkZ2Px9LOoOX6nLzkixJ8jJsgfkmdR7FqXi0jE1D5bHExIxu-qNvh-tEB6qQr6-hVsXH6xFgaa_VXnP9JYZ6/s1600/Lola+Pie+1513.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxFxncajPbjoWxM5CaILaIWnbs-aKAlRAfRcQQwjOMt0zgHURTOkZ2Px9LOoOX6nLzkixJ8jJsgfkmdR7FqXi0jE1D5bHExIxu-qNvh-tEB6qQr6-hVsXH6xFgaa_VXnP9JYZ6/s640/Lola+Pie+1513.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> We lounged around, spending the latter part of the afternoon reading Lola's favorite books numerous times.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVxjczF6MOGbMsRtOwVBNMIrzjsa0TwtVAaiP5Qi12b4h0YDP816UwvkhrMiCj6QPBjmENE3bhGpnaLB-nb6Jv5s7Z8znvr3VNABAE-5eZwTA91oyKkx9whegrx188RV9m4jSL/s1600/Lola+Pie+1517.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVxjczF6MOGbMsRtOwVBNMIrzjsa0TwtVAaiP5Qi12b4h0YDP816UwvkhrMiCj6QPBjmENE3bhGpnaLB-nb6Jv5s7Z8znvr3VNABAE-5eZwTA91oyKkx9whegrx188RV9m4jSL/s640/Lola+Pie+1517.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i> Yes Granny-Great, she's still hooked on the If You're Happy book she hijacked from your house during Christmas.</i></div><br />
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Happy Friday!!! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGDNwfO8II7kwTCoid3RNUPmP4nTANQjqfuLjooa3o2Pkb9674lNS-cCH8qk3Tx0XDQDAr2ZB7zwtrUmU0hX-4L9NSWh9fe__qYGaalpPCSvcwiOELIyxZCdlxhUCtTWZLIWgF/s1600/Lola+Pie+1512.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGDNwfO8II7kwTCoid3RNUPmP4nTANQjqfuLjooa3o2Pkb9674lNS-cCH8qk3Tx0XDQDAr2ZB7zwtrUmU0hX-4L9NSWh9fe__qYGaalpPCSvcwiOELIyxZCdlxhUCtTWZLIWgF/s640/Lola+Pie+1512.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://leighvslaundry.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i969.photobucket.com/albums/ae172/leighbug_photo/thumbnail_camera_ads-6-3.jpg" /></a></div></div>Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23129793.post-60103437077497887252011-06-17T09:50:00.000-07:002011-06-17T09:50:49.060-07:00Snippets from the morn...<div style="text-align: center;">Six a.m. rolled along and I struggled with myself, weighing both pros and cons of exercising this morning. Thirty minutes after deliberating, the verdict was in. I would take advantage of the low temperatures, the rising sun, and the coolness from the Delta blowing through Midtown. I sat up in my bed, took a deep breath in and noticed the funny little girl with the matted bed head popping up to seize the day. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I opened my front door this morning anticipating our Farm Fresh To You box. Sure enough, there it was! Tiny and cute ( we still wanted to support our local farms so we decided to switch to a small fruit box every other week and continue shopping at our local Farmer's market ). I was excited to see what kind of goodies we'd have for the next couple days, and so was Lola. As I opened it, she quickly took over, ripping through it like an excited child on Christmas morning. She gladly settled with a yellow nectarine.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I listen to Pandora on my phone when I run, but I forgot to bring headphones this time. As we were jogging down one of my favorite streets, I realized Lola's little moccasins moving rhythmically to this song playing. As I pulled the shade back, I saw that she was having a full on dance party in the jogging stroller.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">We ran, literally, to the grocery store to pick up some milk, eggs, bananas, and dinner for Lola ( <i>because mama and papa are going out tonight!!!!!</i> ) when we ran into my neighbor at the grocery store. We chatted outside for a couple minutes when a woman wearing headphones walked by confidently belting Nelly Furtado's, <i>I'm like a bird</i>. She got the expected wide eyed looks, but she seemed to be having a good time. <i>Sing it girl!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lola is an active participant when Super Why is on. She stands in front of the screen and waits for them to ask for letters. Then she quickly points. <i>So cute </i>and <i>so smart</i>!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Today has the potential to be wonderful. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Seize it.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy Friday.</div>Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23129793.post-34876864173785040632011-06-16T23:15:00.000-07:002011-06-16T23:15:26.631-07:00Scenes from an afternoon & Fill in the blank Friday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyDQTCG1sUakzlW-jhHwnyLRpZ2rPqJ_fbm31XaSRz2-MfDZbF0a3dWL-VmpwZuJCxOm1pR2Qfn1jZoBtD5BKhdcGruHbCPTGI5CmhMRRJDQMiPWh-N2FnDZiHKFeD7LOoFC6S/s1600/Lola+Pie+1332.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyDQTCG1sUakzlW-jhHwnyLRpZ2rPqJ_fbm31XaSRz2-MfDZbF0a3dWL-VmpwZuJCxOm1pR2Qfn1jZoBtD5BKhdcGruHbCPTGI5CmhMRRJDQMiPWh-N2FnDZiHKFeD7LOoFC6S/s640/Lola+Pie+1332.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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</span></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">2. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>I want to</b></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span">go to Portland sometime in the next couple months. I'm trying really hard to convince Pieter that Portland is where we need to be! </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />
</span></span></span></span></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">3. </span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><b>Surprises are </b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b> </b></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span">fun, but I've never been any good at keeping them. I think I get so excited that I just want someone to be excited with me. </span></span></span></span></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">4. </span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><b>The best accessory is</b> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span">confidence.</span></span></span></span></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">5. <b>My favorite warm drink is </b> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">English breakfast tea, straight up.</span></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">6. <b>My favorite cold drink is </b> </span></span></span></span>currently Naked OJ. YUM!<br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">7.<b> Currently loving </b> </span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Beirut's Elephant Gun and fishtail braids.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"></span></span>Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01957448396004195087noreply@blogger.com2