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Tuesday, February 26, 2013

falling in love {with the hood}

We walk. A lot. At least once every day, we get outside and either walk or bike around our neighborhood. We are getting to know every single street and even know many of our neighbors now, on our block and on surrounding blocks. Here are a few scenes from our cozy life in North Portland. (Including a photo of a cozy afternoon in bed after a long walk in the rain...)















Friday, February 22, 2013

a walk in the rain

Though I could do without the bone-chilling wind and ice-cold rain, I'm sticking to my commitment to play with Bennett outside every single day, no matter what. Some days it's a hoot (most days, actually), and other days we make the mistake of getting a mile from the house and Bennett's fingers get cold and his will to pedal or walk dwindles and I end up awkwardly carrying him and his bike all the way home. On these super rainy days, we stick pretty close to home so that if he loses his zest for the outdoors, it ain't no thang. Since Bennett was a tiny babe, being outside has been a huge part of our time together. It's so good for both of us. The only time he ever complains is when his fingers get cold, which is why he has socks on his hands in these photos. (Sidenote: most kiddie gloves and mittens sucks, so I'm going to invent a new kind one of these days.)










Thursday, February 21, 2013

31 months! {a celebration}


It may seem an odd date to celebrate, but today is Bennett's 31-month birthday. It also marks 31 months of breastfeeding. 31 months of mothering. 31 months of being changed and renewed by a new kind of love. And 31 months of seeing the world through a new pair of eyes. I was 31 when I gave birth to Bennett. Birthing Bennett and nourishing him through breastfeeding are the two greatest things my body has ever done. That's reason to celebrate! So today, I celebrate Bennett. I celebrate our special bond. I celebrate what my amazing body has done and continues to do every single day. Today, I celebrate. I celebrate because I can. Here are a few special moments we've shared...


 “The best love in the world, is the love of a man. The love of a man who came from your womb, the love of your son! I don't have a daughter, but maybe the love of a daughter is the best, too. I am first and foremost me, but right after that, I am a mother. The best thing that I can ever be, is me. But the best gift that I will ever have, is being a mother.” ~ C. JoyBell

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

a ride around the neighborhood

It was gorgeous today. I didn't realize how desperately I needed the sunshine until it was here. Bennett needed it too. We couldn't get enough. We went on a ride before lunch and loved it so much that we spent the evening riding more. These were all taken in late afternoon. The day was perfection.







Wednesday, February 13, 2013

new drums!

Last night Bennett got his very first real drum set. This isn't a toy set. It came from a real music store. It's made of real parts. It makes real drum noises (trust me on that one). And it (gulp) cost real money. Bennett has been interested in drumming for so long now that we knew it was time to let him play on a real set. He has shown us that he knows how to be gentle with his toys. He takes pretty good care of them. He is careful and thoughtful with his fake toy drums, so we trust that he will take care of this real set. We also know that he will have years of fun on this set!

We purchased his set from Rhythm Traders here in Portland. It's a shop where Bennett and I have spent many afternoons together. They always open up a practice room for him to play in (probably for their sake) and they've been really helpful with us, letting Bennett experiment with different things and helping us find a set perfect for his size and skills. They can't get over his skills, and neither can we.


Bennett and I went last night and purchased the set, and then Cam met us at the shop to load the set and then re-assemble it back at our place. It was so fun.

This morning, for the first time, I ate breakfast alone in the kitchen while Bennett played drums upstairs. It was lonely, and it felt so very grown-up of him, but I couldn't kill his drum buzz. I did received a "thank-you" kiss when I brought food up to him in the bedroom.

And of course, there has already been lots of video. Here is one of my favorites.

Monday, February 11, 2013

2-years of dreadlocks {still swooning}

The two-year birthday of my dreads came and went without a single mention on the blog. A travesty! They were not, however, fully neglected. I celebrated them on Facebook and Instagram and (as if that weren't enough), they received their own birthday card in the mail from my mom. That's right. That's how she rolls.

Showing a lot of photos of my dreads feels really self-indulgent because it also means showing a lot of photos of my face. Hey, everyone! Here's my face! And my hair! Celebrate them! Right? Right. But as I always say, what is a blog if not self-indulgent?

Natural highlights and serious face. 

A side view. Aren't they curly and lumpy as ever?

This was my last evening of not having shorty bangs.

Bangs!

The only thing better than this photo is remembering what
we had to do to make this photo. There was Kezia. And tub-straddling.
And some laughing. And shockingly -- no injuries.

 What's that, you ask? Do I live in this purple sweater? Why yes, yes I do.  

One of these days, when the sun is bright and the mood is right, I'll capture a few photos of the back and sides. Until then, Happy Birthday, dreadlocks. I love you.  << that just happened.