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Handy Dandy Easter Egg Candy!






Beatrice, that bowling ball is as big as you! We had a great time playing at The Clubhouse at Gracie’s 7th birthday. Our toddler fashionista dressed herself and swore off the provided shoes at the center. “Mama, I am NOT wearing those,” she informed us. As you can see, she changed her mind upon realizing that it is a requirement to bowl. The little bowling shoes were so tiny and cute.

Whitaker had a great time, too. Depite my best attempt, the delay on my camera phone prevented any shots of speedy Whitaker. 

Beatrice used her tickets to buy Whitaker a one inch bouncy ball, a ring that we lost at The Clubhouse, and a plastic bracelet that broke. It must be fun to shop because we spent the longest time deciding exactly what to purchase.

All in all it was a great party and a great birthday celebration for sweet Gracie at The Clubhouse!



i regret these aren’t the best focused pictures. i quickly took them with my phone. last week beatrice’s dance school performed a charity recital, Faith in Motion. this is her second year going to class, but the first performance i have seen because i have always been back stage. it was breathtaking. i, very honestly, was amazed at how good the girls were, especially the older ones. and, b’s class was absolutely adorable. they were soooo cute. brian and i were so proud of our little dancer!

we usually take beatrice somewhere to celebrate post performance, like Chops or Christopher’s for desert. but, tonight we had sweet Whitaker. so, El Som for dinner it was! Tana and Whitaker snuggled on one side of the booth, while Papa, Beatrice and I sat on the other side. it was a great night. :)


 mixed up a bunch of ingredients like this


Beatrice could hardly contain her excitement. “Mama, what kind of party do you think Papa is going to have? Are all his Fah-Wends coming,” she curiously asked. She suspects he is having a “spider man” or a “prinnn cesss” one.


She loved every minute. Including recipe hunting, grocery shopping, , baking, cooling, icing it took all day. It was GREAT …even when the red food dye spilled on my shorts and all over the counter *sigh* *smile*.


Whitaker was not interested in baking. He was, however, very interested in entertaining us with the sounds and races of his trucks, motocycles and cars.


Nothing glamorous. Made with a whole lot of time and love, though.

I hope Brian isn’t offended that we made him a red velvet cake for his birthday.

Happy birthday, Red. We love you to the MOON!

Whitaker learned how to wave last week. His first wave was to his Tana (Mom) as she was leaving our house last week. Since then, he waves all the time. And, he is so proud. And, so am I. And, so is Brian. And, and, and…it is so exciting!

The Baby Monitor is offically gone…G.O.N.E.


There are no more activity discs for download and not a blaring alarm in the room. It’s party time, little one. The new confidence  in your health calls for a celebration. Fiesta!

Baby Whitaker, I love you.  I think this moment calls for a party, a family fiesta of all fiesta’s. This milestone creates deep happiness, warmth, and love in Papa, Beatrice, Barry, and I.

Congratulations Baby Boy!

*photo from the banner sister’s etsy

Brian took these photos on Sunday. I thought I would share them before I forget about it; and, while I have the time. 

Happy Wednesday!


I love “Tana’s Blessing” by Kim Dixon. She took it while we were imprisoned from an outdoor-downpour inside the tiny Firefly Cafe.

It was so nice to sit and talk after celebrating Amanda’s Birthday. Amanda and Kim, the photography buffs, practiced a short range shots including this one. They are both so talented. I wish I could take pictures like they do.

The kids call my Mom, Tana. And, Whitaker is her little blessing.

Nice work, Kim.


And then, they said “You can go home!”


So, we wheeled him down as chop-chop, super-sonic, presto, pronto and snappity-snap as two exhausted, delighted, hearty, parents could. This was after the successful completion of the Premature Infant CPR Class, the Car Seat Challenge, and a baby bathing class among other criteria.

Baby Whitaker slept the entire ride through the hospital.

Mama and Papa are so happy to board the car. We can’t wait!

Papa whirled the car around to the front of Memorial.

Then he carefully strapped his mini-me in the special preemie seat.

Alas, we were headed back to the ‘boro  with Papa in the front seat and Mama in the backseat beside the baby. Whitaker and his parents were happy to be one step closer to assembling their little  family.