Seven Months

Dear Didzette,

Another month has flown by, sweet little bug, but we're not celebrating today. You've been sick all week with a nasty flu - it's your first time being sick and my heart has just been breaking for you. I feel so helpless, and wish so badly I could kiss it away. You've been so miserable, and I hope you feel better soon. I miss my happy girl. Not much makes you smile these days... except for one little thing. If I show you a picture of your daddy your eyes light up and you give me a BIG smile. It's the sweetest thing, and I know you miss him so much while we're away.

I miss him, too.

Even though you've been sick, we've had a nice visit with your grandparents. They try to cheer you up with silly songs and your darling grandmother taught you how to pull ALL the kleenex out of the box - it's become your favorite game (thanks a lot, mom).

Let's go wipe your nose (you HATE it when I do that), and get you all better so we could play and giggle and practice crawling and do all those cute baby things you do best.

xo,
Mama

Cocktail Hour

Around here, we take Cocktail Hour very seriously. It's a way of life, really. In the summertime, having appetizers and drinks on the front porch before dinner is a daily event - one of life's little pleasures. We sit, and sip and chat, and watch the cars and joggers and bicyclists and kids running home from their little league games. In the past ten years that they've lived here, my parents have not only adapted to life in a small New England town, they've nearly perfected it. I didn't grow up here, in fact I've never lived in this house for more than a few weeks at a time (my parents moved here when I was already out of the house). But this town, and this house, hold a special place in my heart. Time slows down here. Worries are lessened. And Cocktail Hour is promptly at five.

Have a wonderful weekend... Cheers!

Cito + Ina

When Didz and I first moved in together, we got a little black cat named Cito. When we moved to Belgium, Cito went to live with my parents. He's been king of the castle in their house (his tremendous weight gain in the past year and a half proves he's been eating like a king, too). When I made plans to fly down to visit my parents this week, I was a little worried how Cito would react to meeting Ina for the first time - he's been known to be a bit of a punk. Turns out, I had nothing to worry about. These two became fast friends...

Ina's been under the weather the past few days, so we've been hanging around in pjs and taking lots of naps. Hopefully she'll be back to her usual smiley self soon. But for now, Cito's taking good care of her.

Weekend Bits

The three of us went up north to the Didz Family Cottage for the weekend. It was such a relaxing, restful and wonderful escape from the city. While it wasn't summertime weather (no swimming, water skiing or late nights by the fire pit... in fact, it SNOWED on our drive home last night), it was cozy and cuddly and so nice to be unplugged for a few days. I couldn't help but imagine all the fun childhood memories Ina will create there over the years with our family... jumping off the dock into the lake, running around in the grass, learning to water ski (Didz is an excellent teacher - he taught me during my first summer at the cottage), and snuggling up in the evenings after a fun day in the sunshine.

Here's a peek of our stay:

Also, while we were up north, the bug mastered her army crawl.... We. Are. In. Trouble.

Tomorrow, the babette and I are flying to Boston to see my parents and eat some lobster! I'll post updates throughout our stay so Didz could see what kind of trouble his girls are getting into:)

Have a wonderful week!

Tacos x2

As if we didn't eat enough tacos on Sunday with our friends TK and Vija... Yesterday we went down to our favorite little hole in the wall El Salvadorian place, ordered up a bunch of tacos and papusas and chilled out at a nearby park sipping horchata while Ina slept in her carrier...

Maybe we'll celebrate Taco Tuesday with round 3 today...

Weekend Bits

We had such a wonderful weekend - the weather was beautiful, we saw friends from out of town, we lounged and people-watched at the park, we took a walk by a creek, we celebrated our good buddy's 30th birthday, and we ate a million tacos...

Here's a glimpse:

These guys were reunited...

...and they haven't changed a bit.

I hope you had a great Cinco de Mayo weekend, too!

May 1

Patio season is officially upon us, and we took advantage of it today. Lunch and beers, then a walk through High Park while the bug took a snooze... It was perfect.

I hope it's warm and sunny where you are, too... Cheers!