Vindi Baby

Everdeen and I are so honored to be featured on Vindi Baby today!  

Top: Bridget Floral Blouse 

Bottom: Vinna Leggings 

Catherine, who is the lovely owner of Vindi Baby, contacted us this past fall to be a part of a special project about mothers and daughters.  How could I pass that up! Everdeen and I set out on our adventure and I'm so glad we were able to document our day together. 

When you have some time please check out the beautiful online boutique run by Catherine and her husband. I could seriously spend hours looking at all of their sweet vintage inspired girl's clothing! And the swimsuits...summer can't get here fast enough! 

Thank you Catherine, for being so wonderful and inviting us to be a part of this series!

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"a portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014."

Everdeen Kate: "Up! Up!" you say over and over until we plop you up onto the piano bench.  It's amazing how actually very delicate you are with each note you play...well for a few minutes anyways :)    

 Linking up with Jodi :)

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"a portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014."

Everdeen Kate: Bubbles! There's something magical about bubbles floating through the air, catching the afternoon light.  You scream in delight as you try to pop each one :)   

 Linking up with Jodi :)

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"a portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014."

Everdeen Kate: Playing with play dough at my school's Creativity Fair. My student's were SO excited to meet you. "Is it really her?!" they said over and over. It was like they had met a movie star :)  

 Linking up with Jodi :)

sick & tired & tired of being sick

Oh winter, we are so tired of you.

We are tired of your single digit days that keep us locked up inside. I wish we could open up the windows and let in some new, clean, fresh air, but we would no doubt get hypothermia. 

We are all still fighting these terrible colds. Everdeen has been sick since Christmas with different ailments.  My poor little girl refuses and I mean REFUSES to eat when she doesn't feel well.   She hadn't gained weight at her eighteen month appointment...which made me feel like a had completely failed as a mother.  I remember when she was first born and how proud my doula and midwife were of me when Everdeen was gaining weight like a champ.  "Good job mama!" they would say over and over.   I was creating nourishment for my baby and she was growing and growing because of me.  I don't think I've ever felt more proud! 

But now I am feeling totally lost.  This toddler thing is hard.  Trying to grow and nourish a 1 1/2 year old who is wanting so badly to be independent and do things her way is a struggle. Over a month of "Is she going to eat today?" "Is she feeling better?" is exhausting.  

We just need a couple of warmish days where we can soak up some sun and clear out our lungs.  To say I am jealous of my twin sister living in Florida is a complete understatement.

I feel bad wishing away winter...and I can't remember a time when I disliked it so much. But I am more ready for spring to arrive then I ever have been before.     

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"a portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014."

Everdeen Kate: It's been a tough week...fighting a bad cold and getting your very first black eye :( (thank you very much chair leg).  But even through your many many many bouts of tears this week you've still managed to give the greatest smiles!   

 Linking up with Jodi :)

Movie Snow

Today we had magical movie snow floating from the grey February sky.  You know those scenes in Hallmark movies where the snow is twirling to the ground in soft fluffy clouds around the guy and girl? Probably landing on her long eyelashes?  I remember one of those winter nights in high school.  Martin was walking me to my car and right away I noticed the soft snow falling all around us. So utterly romantic. The snowflakes were in slow motion as they danced their way down to earth.  It was like a scene right out of one of those cheesy romantic comedies that we had probably just watched together.  Martin scraped the snow off my windshield as I stood their shivering and watching (because back then my seventeen year old self thought it would have been rude to sit in my car while my poor boyfriend froze to death doing his chivalrous act).  We said goodnight and as I got into my car he suddenly leaned in and gave me a kiss.  Under the falling, spinning snow. I was a movie goddess. 

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We stayed in most of the day, but cabin fever has been setting in since about Wednesday so we ventured out for a few minutes before we all had had enough of each other's close knit company. The three of us have had terrible colds and being cold doesn't help.  Martin asked if we could just get in the car and drive straight to Mexico.  Sounds tempting. I ended up having to take two days off from school because of a sore throat that caused me to whisper my constant complaints instead of yell them at the ceiling as I laid miserably in bed. Then I came back Friday to a two-hour delayed start schedule because of the snow.  My first grade students were very happy to see me and told me over and over how much they had missed me.   "Were you sick Mrs. Wolfe?"  "Not just me, but Mr. Wolfe AND Everdeen!"  "*gasp* WOA!!" haha (six year olds are impressed very easily) 

It was completely quiet outside this afternoon.  The world around us was stunningly white...and still.  We walked to the end of the sidewalk before Everdeen plopped herself down and started eating the snow. Martin and I stood for a while watching our sweet girl as the snow fell slowly around the three of us.  I realized how different this looked from my magical moment in the snow twelve years ago. I wasn't on a Friday night date with my boyfriend and life felt much more carefree back then...but somehow this was so much better. 

    

Hope everyone is staying nice and warm this weekend! 

(and just because I am a Colorado native...Go Broncos!! :)