something a little off the beaten path today, but back in the 'burbs while on a target run, huck + i came across this little book called when i was small. it's about a boy named henry and his mother, who, if you ask me, happens to look rather a lot like me. if you squint or whatever. i swear it was as though it had been written for the two of us. it's the sweetest little story, i get all lumpy every time we read it together.

there are two others in the series, when you were small and where you came from, that are equally as wonderful. especially where you came from; there's a page in there where henry's dad says they found henry in the garden, growing from a peony bush. come on. this is right up there with that time i finally read anne of green gables and suddenly my whole life made sense. i swear it couldn't be any more perfect.

anyway. we've been on a bit of a bed time book tear recently and are in need some fresh blood. any favorites you recommend that i should be checking out at the library? 


entirely unrelated photo of my stinkin adorable child wearing my glasses? check.

today i gave myself the day off for good behavior. i mean if anybody deserves it, it is probably not me.

i hadn't intended to "take a day off," whatever that means, but brandon had decided to work from home this morning and i had a post office run to make, so i pulled on my denim one piece jumpsuit (it makes me look like a mechanic), left my boys in their jams, and snuck out the door to the post office. it was so sunny out! and almost warm, it was perfect mechanic jumpsuit weather. (any day that starts with a denim jumpsuit is bound to be a good one, is the moral of this story.)

i took my sweet time at the post office. you guys, it's just that i really love the post office, i do. i like those automated machines. i like memorizing the order of the buttons to push and seeing how fast i can clear through the menu. no i would not like extra insurance! i don't know, it scratches all my itches. 

and then i got myself a little drink and plunked myself down at the crepe place for a ham and gruyere. i played candy crush a little bit, okay? it was fantastic.

i walked home really slowly. i'm normally booking it to just about everywhere we go because walking faster than everybody else makes me feel like a super hero, and because normally i'm pushing a stroller, and something weird happens when i'm pushing a stroller, i can't explain it. but it was just so sunny. i could feel it bouncing off the top of my head. and my whole body felt heavy--in that good way, you know--where you feel grounded and calm. i read all the movie posters at the movie theatre, i smiled at puppies out on their daily constitutionals, i caught my reflection in the shop windows--hey, jumpsuit! it was grand. i enjoyed myself rather immensely. 

i got home and brandon was taking a call in the bedroom and huck was watching a pixie hollow movie. see, we've gone clear past peter pan and on into the peter pan ancillaries over here. actually, the pixie hollow movies aren't half bad, if maybe a little melodramatic, though huck had long since lost interest and was creating a giant boulder of play dough at the table, each color bleeding into the next like eons-old layers of sediment. i pretended my laptop full of emails didn't exist,  plopped onto the couch and put my feet up, and then actually got super engrossed in this movie. you guys, the winter woods and the pixie dust tree, this is drama. i was into it. and the point of this is, i noticed toward the end of the movie when the autumn forest was un-freezing itself that my heart rate had been completely normal, like, all day. relaxed. i was feeling relaxed. and i laughed because the last time i felt relaxed i think i was in uteri? no no, anyway, it's been a solid year plus since i've felt relaxed and it was sort of the hugest. i think the craziness of all of everything is draining out my fingertips and it is hells bells on fire good.

see also: easter candy. 
(oh and this old video i found and then died a million times watching.)

so next i decided to take myself on a date to see the grand budapest hotel because i was on a roll. and why not? that movie was insane. quite literally perfect. and then when i was laying down with huck at the end of the night, taking notes into my phone of all the cool things he wanted to do with me tomorrow (picnic in the park? check. peppa pig? oink), i thought to myself, yep. there it is. good to have ya back, life. let's go get some sunshine. 


a few photos from our day in sedona.  we drove up from the valley to visit jerome, the town where my grandma grew up, and then we kept on going till we hit the red rocks for a little mini hike. 


huck + theo are the best little duo. their temperaments are so well-matched, they don't wrestle over toys too much, they seem to move about the same pace and like all the same things. they had such a blast playing together, it broke my heart to split them up. brandon's been telling "huck + theo" stories at bed time all week, it's huck's favorite thing. they always start with theo meeting huck at the airport in arizona and usually end up involving lizards somehow. i have a ton of photos just like these from when we were at the native american crafts market. the boys found themselves a table to crawl under and then passed this ice cream cone back and forth, taking turns having a bite, laughing hysterically the whole time like they had just invented the funniest thing anyone could do. it was so adorable i sort of had to roll my eyes. huck is really into talking about what makes something funny these days. he's always doing goofy things around the house and then saying, "mom, that's a pretty funny thing to do, right?" 

related: the other night huck was holding a few bananagram tiles and needed to free up a hand, so he stuck the tile in his left hand between his chin and his shoulder, like you would with a phone. brandon and i started to laugh, and henry stopped what he was doing and looked up at us in slow motion from one side of his face, trying not to let the tile slip out, with this ridiculous look on his face. we started laughing harder, and he got it, he knew it was funny, but he didn't want to let the tile drop, so he'd laugh with us and then clamp his neck shut and then we'd all laugh even harder. i mean, i guess you had to be there? anyway, huck. 

thirty minutes in this spot trying to nail a decent family photo. did we get one? nnnnnope.*** so, yes, there were t-shirts involved with this reunion. each of the original siblings picked a color for their families to wear, and three of them chose slightly different shades of red. we're the ones in the brown-red, you see. maroon. oxblood! you should have seen us at the haunted hamburger in jerome. we took over, all these silly t-shirts and the waitress standing there in the middle of us with her hair falling in her face and this crazy stressed look in her eyes. brandon, patron saint of waiters, made sure she got a good tip. (brandon worked as a waiter through college, so tipping well and being kind to waiters is his superpower.)

amanda did the whole hike with a fat baby strapped to her chest. super woman! (she's got him in a beco for those who are curious.)

knew those old cowboy boots i found at the thrift store in idaho six years ago would come in handy one day :).

and thus concludes the 2014 lovin reunion posts.  

***update. we did get one! here it is, thanks sandy!


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