ballerina chic

There's a fine line between girly and childish. And I'll be the first to admit my addiction to all things ruffley ensures that I walk on my tippiest toes along that line. But I try to balance the bows and flowers with simpler pieces so I look feminine rather than costumey.

Although this Rachel Antonoff Silbert Sherbert dress is uber-feminine, I think the racerback and simple cut makes it work. It's a little bit ballerina, a little bit retro, and a lot of fun.

PS: It has pockets!

adventures with my best friend...

There is absolutely no love that is as pure as that of a three-year-old. It's a mix of mutual adoration and adolescence that I wish could last forever.

This weekend I had the pleasure of basking in Lily's love. Between snuggling with "special girl", learning the rules of the house (which she knows oh-so well), and listening to Lily talk about having a "GPS in the Honda, but not in the Volvo", I can whole-heartedly say I walked away with a full (happy) heart, and quite possibly, a little smarter...
Our littlest bird working in her kitchen...

Running on the downtown mall. Right after she said, "Whit that man has a cigarette. That's bad." and before she said, "Muffy, someone littered. That's bad for the earth."

Riding the carousel. Watch her expressions change...





Helping Muffy push "Spesh" and Finn in the stroller...
Baking Ry's cake. So big...
Enjoying the fruits of her labor...


ta da!

After months of searching for a new chair for Ryan's birthday Court was about ready to throw in the towel. However, exactly seven hours before his birthday began, we found the perfect chair.

After sitting in it for about 30 seconds, we threw it in my mom's car and drove it home. While Lily and Finn were napping, we went to work making the chair fit in their house. We rearranged. We turned rugs. We vacuumed. We were sure this chair was perfect and we'd make it fit. We had three hours until Ryan was supposed to be home.

Once we had the room completely flipped upside down and were thoroughly uncertain as to how we'd make this chair work, Ryan called. He - who never gets home from work on time - was on his way home. He'd gotten off a few hours early.

However, if there's anyone who can make a quick rearrange happen, it's my mom. So, under her supervision, she directed us how to put the room back together and somehow, the chair, which seemed a little too big upon first inspection, makes the room look bigger.