This has been my favorite place to enjoy coffee in the early part of the day when the sun has made its way up up up, and our sunporch becomes drenched in the warmest morning light. I found that little table at the thrift store for $3 and painted it a smokey gray. It’s the perfect table for my mug, and its legs are my favorite part.
Do any of your little ones still sleep with you? We put Theodore in his bed every night, and every night he makes his way into ours. We don’t like it at all if you can’t tell. 😉 I love this picture of my boys so very much.
I have been making a lot of tasted granola bars this season because the kids are bonkers for them and they make the best on-the-go snacks. But truth be told, I haven’t landed on a really good recipe yet. Do you have any recommendations? I am wanting simple and wholesome – preferably with little to no sugar. And with dates. And dried fruit. And I’m picky.
I cannot recall what was happening in this little scene but it kills me. Look at those cheeks and that tiny pout, you guys. Alf has the best expressions and I swear he’ll go into some kind of performance art one day. I’ll be at every show, Alfalfa.
Every year about six daffodils bloom in our yard, and every year I pick those six daffodils and set them on this window sill. I like to watch the sun shine through the petals when I do the dishes.
The kids and I have been doing a little wheatgrass project that I am going to share here hopefully next week. It’s a wonderful lesson in growing to do young ones because this variety of grass grows super quick, perfect for the impatient folk. And if you use mason jars you get to watch the roots form! I like to snip it and add it to my green juice in the mornings.
For whatever reason those little white flowers popped up all over our yard this spring for the very first time. Did I mention that our lawn care providers killed our lawn last year? They did and it was an awful mistake. Anyhow, I am almost positive these are from the weed family, but they might just be the prettiest weeds I’ve ever had the pleasure of picking! When the kids get antsy I’ll send them to the backyard to pick them for mama, which daddy loves because weeds, and mama loves because tiny white flowers.
This spring I changed up our bedding and decided to pull out my great grandma Mabel’s antique bed cover, something my grandma Vivian passed down to me early on this year. The intricate detailing mesmerizes me and looks so beautiful in this dark, stormy light. I am very much drawn to neutral layers that are very texturized, so this blanket is pretty much a dream to have in our home. I love running my hand across the tiny cotton beads that make up those floral designs. My great grandma was a feisty woman, a maker, and an energetic spirit. I am adopted, but I like to think that some of her fiery light runs through my veins, too.
I was having some pretty bad cramps a few weeks ago so I lit a candle and hopped in bed to read for the night with my heating pad. Andrew broke out a good bottle as a little surprise and had Stella deliver it to me so I could sip wine by candlelight. It was such a sweet, romantic gesture. Cramps are crap. Candles and good wine and kind husbands and kids who deliver wine are not.
I love this little shot of Stella in her new spring shoes and green raincoat standing by the pantry in the kitchen. I am pretty sure she’s peeling an orange, something we all do many, many times throughout the day.
The other morning I noticed this pretty fellow fluttering around in our sun porch. He kept me company as I sipped my coffee so I decide to take his portrait. Her portrait? The kids got a kick out of seeing this beauty up close on my camera, so I think we are going to do more nature studies with photography this year. I also want to get Stella her own camera for her birthday, what do you recommend for 6 year olds?
There’s something about an old, corn broom that makes me smile. We pick this one up years ago at a local hardware store and I remember loving it because of that light blue handle. It lives on our porch and is the perfect tool to sweep dust and leaves. Old-fashioned cleaning tools are the best, you guys.
I’ve been very drawn to the shadows of this season and all the ways new growth makes our home look and feel in the light. Seeing green again is the biggest breath of fresh air. I love all the seasons, but spring is my favorite, with autumn a close second.
This is old news, but I can’t stop eating this stuff. I discovered Trader Joe’s sells “everything” seasoning and when it comes back in stock I am buying it and putting it on everything.
This past weekend the kids had a little tea party on the lawn while Andrew and I sat in the rocking chairs on the front porch and listened to music. There was cold beer in our hands and it was a delight. And I am obsessed with how Alfie is crossing his feet here. He has been doing that since he was born and we think they must have been crossed somehow in my womb, his tiny toes overlapping.
Somehow the back of Theo’s head is always fuzzy and this makes me very happy.
It has been a very rainy early spring, and while I do enjoy the sunshine, I’ve been so grateful for these dark, wet days. There’s something about a mellow, rainy week that helps push me into rest mode, something I don’t alway recognize that I need until it’s too late and I am burnt out. This old house has so many windows and when it rains I love to watch it fall while we move from room to room. The boys and I ended up taking the longest naps during those two weeks of constant downpours, and it was wonderful.