Showing posts with label Ramona Jane. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ramona Jane. Show all posts

Friday, February 8, 2013

Friday, December 21, 2012

Thursday, July 5, 2012

happy birthday America, you sure know how to party



Lucy's first taste of fireworks yesterday was more than I'd hoped for. She was beyond delighted: while the fireworks squealed and popped she shrieked along, tongue out, clapping and jumping in a fervor; between fireworks she chanted "more, more!", "go dad go!", "happy birthday! [to America, Papa said]" and the wildly specific, "we like IT! we like IT!"

She ran back and forth between Nana and Papa's laps, "protecting" them from the fireworks, and despite being up way past her bedtime there was no hint of a meltdown.

Charlie and Shaggy had a great time in that ultimate boyish activity of setting things on fire; little brother napped in his sling and Scarlett was more enamored of Mr. Potato Head than the fireworks. But she only covered her ears once.














Sunday, April 8, 2012

happy easter!


Lucy totally rocked Easter this year. She dyed eggs (quickly, and with a preference for yellow). After three hunts in two days she really got the hang of it, hunting down brightly colored plastic, eagle-eyed and swift.

She also rocked at various times a tutu, new silver saltwater sandals, a Swiss skiing headband, rabbit ears, and a gigantic smile.




Still pregnant.













Friday, February 17, 2012

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

happy birthday, ramona


I hope you know that we all love you as much as Biscuit does!

Friday, January 6, 2012

friday cute shot

Coordinating handmade corduroy dresses for New Year, courtesy of Gramme.

Friday, September 23, 2011

friday cute shot


*Full disclosure: Apparently I didn't take out my camera this week. Oops! Here is a cute shot from two weeks ago instead, this one should have been a first round pick anyway!

Friday, July 8, 2011

Friday, March 25, 2011

Friday, February 4, 2011

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

a fresh one

Maybe it's because I held an hours-old baby yesterday, but when I got home from work Lucy seemed much older, sitting on the floor on her knees, playing with her trucks and trains.

Welcome to the world, Ramona Jane!