As Finn would say, "mmmMMMMMmmm!"

So it's 12:22 am here in Texas, and I am awake and dying for roasted marshmallows. Can we get a huge collective eye roll here? I mean MARSHMALLOWS? Please. What kind of baby is this. (A perfectly forming one, I hope!) :)

World Traveler

Where IS this man? For some good times via the blog, visit Wes's to see what he's been up to around the world.

Guest rooms and heirlooms

So here we are in Granbury, TX. As is the case almost every time I spend time with my parents, Finn and I got sick immediately upon arriving. I am certain we won't recover until our return trip.We've spent some breezy evenings on the boat and swimming in the lake (which Finn loved), and some hot mornings at the pool (which Finn wasn't thrilled about unless clinging to one of us like a baby chimp). I admit I thought I would be getting tons of R&R while Finn happily played with Greg, Katia, my Mom and Dad. But instead, Finn has decided to reach a developmental milestone which involves screaming every time he is put in a grocery cart (or enters the sliding doors of any store), screams in distress as soon as he wakes up (or is tired), won't eat dinner (unless it's bananas and blueberries),and generally cries and fusses if it's not ME holding (feeding, playing with, bathing, incessantly carrying, changing) him. I am totally exhausted. Not to mention I feel like throwing up if I am not eating every 2 hours, and it's 106 degree humidity heat, and I am sick with a cold (or the like). Whew. That's a lot of complaining! I am moody, so I felt like complaining first.

But I have had lots of delightful events happen, as well! We get to see Greg and Katia every day (spledid). I was able to hang out with my good friend Sean from college days in Denton. I have managed to watch a few movies from beginning to end other than Babe (not at the actual theater, but it's still quite a feat for me). I've gotten some bonafide sun on this pasty pale body o' mine. Yesterday my Mom and I went to buy fabric to make skirts. And today I am actually able to write an entire post while Finn is distracted by small barnyard animals (toys, of course).

Yesterday my Mom gave me this wonderful coral bracelet that was her Aunt's:

I have one other bracelet that was Aunt Herbie's (her nickname). It is silver and coral, as well, and I adore it. So I was thrilled to be gifted a second! And I toted around my Granny's vintage brown leather Coach bag yesterday, all the while feeling rather stylish as the memories of two great ladies traveled around with me for the day.

While hunting through some photo albums, my Mom found this poem she wrote when she was 13 (in hot pink ink). I thought it was 13-year-old brilliance:

To a Bird Now Defunct by the Claw of our Cat

by Cristen Ward -- 13 yrs. old

Sweet bird with yellow tail bringing joy into our lives,

Until a sticking claw hit your breast like horrid knives.

After the cats were spanked I picked you up with a loving hand,

And now you're nestled in the trash beside a coffee can.

:)

Lemony Snicket, eat your heart out.

El Rancho Grande

We spent this past week up in Williams, AZ with Wes's Dad and our good friends from Denmark. It was such an excellent time! Here is the photo recap courtesy of Wes's camera. My camera has yet to even make it out of my bag. Enjoy!

Buggy Wheel Ranch

Largest dandelions I've seen.

Like Papa, like Grandson.

Sofia, Marianne, Sara, Daniel, Roberto, Wes, Me.

We picked gorgeous wild flowers.
Then Wes's Dad showed up and told us it was illegal. Opps! :)

Sunset Crater (once a volcano).

My favorite flowers at the Crater. They stand out against the dark cinders.

Who's this cute couple?

Such a big boy (in new, cute big boy shoes).

Sedona.

Off on another trip! We head out tomorrow for Texas—just me and Finn—for two weeks. I am really hoping my morning sickness (more like all day sickness) and Finn on a plane will cooperate tomorrow. Keep your fingers crossed for me!

Texan posts to come. Yeehaw!!

Pucker Up!

You can bet that Finn is the only one Wes is getting kisses from when his beard is this out of control. :)

Guess who's pregnant?

A bunch of 15 and 16 year olds! What is this country coming to?! Check it out:
RIDICULOUSNESS

(Oh, and me.)

Temporary Hiatus

I am off to Williams and the Ranch until Wednesday. Then I am turning around and heading to Texas (to relax with the 'rents) for two weeks, while Wes goes to the Netherlands and Singapore for a major shoot (!). I won't promise regular posting, but I will promise some great posts when I get back! Cheers.

Just a day in the life of a tub-full-of-dirty-water-loving toddler (and his trusty hound)

We put the RAD in Colorado

A quick trip up to Boulder for my cousin, Jordan's, wedding proved to be a smashing success. Finn loved spending time with my family, and had a blast exploring the beautiful farm where the happy couple exchanged vows. Finn was able to run after an escaped goat, poke a bullfrog's eye, torment a cat, crow loudly at roosters (during the ceremony, of course), and moo in the general direction of horses (he hasn't mastered the whinny). Wes photographed the entire weekend as the official photographer. Lucky couple! Here are some highlights:

Mountaintop fireworks. Brilliant!

Little bit of a rough start for little Finn...

Tormenting that cat I mentioned.

General handsomeness.

My family waiting for the ceremony to start.

Brett and Jordan Holland

Shocking, I know.


The next wedding I expect to attend—no pressure guys...

Hope everyone had a Fab Fourth!

For Finn

You are the trip I did not take;
You are the pearls I cannot buy;
You are my blue Italian lake;
You are my piece of foreign sky.

(“To My Child,” quoted in Charles L. Wallis, ed.,
The Treasure Chest [1965], 54)