“hold me closer, tiny dancer…”

via “hold me closer, tiny dancer…” This is my daughter. She used to let me play dress up with me. Alas she is 16 & far too busy to let me take more. soon though…she give in.

last night changed everything.

  i’ve tried, countless times, to explain what it is like to be a mom to my teenager daughters. i try to tell them what it feels like when they walk out the front door. i tell them they are taking a part of my heart with them when they walk out that door. nothing…

The bridge that holds up the neighborhood

my old stomping grounds. Montpelier, Vermont. My daughter told me that when she grows up, she is going to be a millionaire. & own 15 houses. i can live in house she buys in Montpelier. i can’t wait 🙂

my daughter tortures me…

in the best way possible. goodbye jeans that fit…   don’t ask for the recipe, Sophie saw a photo of this cookie in a magazine…it didn’t give the recipe, she figured it out on her own. BTW…when she took them right out of the oven, the oreos were soft.

Joy, delivered

Meet Anaïs Joy. The first two images were taken at 7 days old, as is the last one. Mom looks so peaceful & calm. The image of her close up was taken at the hospital, i couldn’t believe how alert & bright eyed she was…must be smart, no doubt she inherited this from her two…

when my daughter left the nest…

…i made sure she landed into her own. her college, in Mobile, Alabama, had dorm room walls, built with cement block. i suppose, to prevent the building from being ripped apart by a hurricane. they tend to grow in the Gulf of Mexico. she is somewhat safe from the violent elements that plague the region….

my Bat Mitzvah speech to my daughter

  Most people fall into categories to define who they are. I believe it is my nature to try to simplify my life by putting labels on things and on people. I tried to do so with you. When you were 2, I once watched you stack your wooden blocks into towers, red up, animals…

i’d like to introduce you to fibromyalgia

During our spring break, I made a promise to myself that I would use different parts of my body. I would give my right side, arm & back, a rest from blogging. I would give my physical therapist a break from having to place my vertebrae back in their proper places every. single. Friday. morning….

Cairn terrier made of glitter

my daughter made this for her Uncle. She found a silhouette drawing of a Cairn Terrier, printed it on card stock & cut him out to use as a stencil on matt board. She then cut him out of matt board. She then took Martha Stewart glitter & Mod Podge & painted & sprinkled her…

rock, paper, scissors & glass

her media choices are ever changing, her style changes as does the seasons. My mother finds an art form & takes it every direction she cares to, until she stumbles onto another. Her studio table, today, is covered in glass- bright, colorful & sharp. All waiting to be assembled. On her shelves, sit her origami…