Wednesday, November 16, 2011

A Family Portrait

By Arlo.

I know, all kids draw incredibly cute things in school. But I found this "what I'm thankful for" booklet today, while digging through his backpack, and believed it was so sweet I could have cried. Look at the 3 boys, each a little smaller than the next. Hands reaching for each other. Big happy smiles.

Sweeter than sweet I tell you ....

Monday, November 14, 2011

Home Works // Out with the Old, in with the Wood

This weekend we finally ripped out that god awful carpet plaguing our master room (now Arlo & Leon's quarters) though not the same version we have in our loft area. Replaced it with some snap together laminate flooring we found for a super fair deal last week at the outlet stores in Orange. Ideally, we had hoped to match the wide planked wood we have throughout the downstairs but our budget had different ideas. And really, these look pretty darn good for what we paid. 

We also came to an agreement on the design for a large built-in to house all their favorite toys, books, blocks, craft tools, as well as offer up a nice space for homework and drawing. I was thinking along more modern lines but Mike is leaning towards semi industrial, train track styled planking with roll away carts to keep all of their things both orderly and accessible. We'll have to see how this combination works out in reality  - Hopefully this weekend's plan of attack.

Other than home workings, we're still busy building for etsy - sewing the teepees & working out stains,  and obviously trying to keep everything else in order while this constructive home chaos ensues. As for my birthday, I had a great time with a few girl friends in the city. Amazing dinner and wine with two of my oldest friends, and then my very first experience at the Rose Bowl Sunday morning, which I'll be excited to share here later in the week.

For now, off to carpool duties! 

Friday, November 11, 2011


"I write entirely to find out what I’m thinking, what I’m looking at, what I see and what it means. What I want and what I fear. Why did the oil refineries around Carquinez Straits seem sinister to me in the summer of 1956? Why have the night lights in the bevatron burned in my mind for twenty years? What is going on in these pictures in my mind?"

- excerpt from Didion's Why I Write

My favorite lady wrote another book. Blue Nights. Which I fully intend to pick at some point during our rainy day romps around the city this weekend. 

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Love from The Long Bonds

Hey guys,
I wanted to share my little slice of gratitude for yesterday's highlight. I am so honored by the warm write up featuring House of Habit by Morgan over at The Long Bonds. Her complements fully embrace what I initially hoped my blog would inhabit when I began, almost a year ago now. Seeking to carve out my own personal outlet to house the daily happenings of suburban living, the way we as a young family know it to be. A creative corner for a modern housewife who at any given hour of the day might feel overwhelmed, inspired, informative, or even completely frustrated with the plight at hand, as well as a way to connect to others who might share the same plight, or even exist in totally separate circumstances but still identify with blog's overall vision. After all, any blogger will tell you there are defiantly days when you do doubt yourself, or your posts, or worry that you are maybe too insignificant, idle, or even downright simplistic to embrace (especially when you don't get out of the house very often) and in turn, may cause you to question the very idea of keeping a personal account here on the blog at all. Which I do. Often.

So indeed it is a great complement to see that Morgan, and hopefully others, find something refreshing here in my corner. Where I see it like a modern option to Woolf's urgings in A Room of One's Own. 

Per Morgan's request, I've offered up some background info seeing that I really haven't done so, mostly due to the fact that I have very little time in the day that belongs to me and me alone so posts are typically shorter & sweeter than I might prefer. 

Mike and I dated nearly 10 years before we had Arlo. He was in fact a surprise for me at 26, and the best one I ever could have hoped for. We were married shortly after and although we had loosely agreed to wanting three children down the line, we are not the kind of people to really "Plan" for anything like that, so before I knew it I was pregnant four times, in four years. One baby I lost, and was expecting far sooner than anticipated following the miscarriage. Our third boy was then born 16 months after Leon. Again, not planned - And let me tell you - their age difference is extremely trying at times, and probably not an age gap I would recommend, but the three of them are endlessly entertaining to make up for it so we take it as it is and try to laugh as much as we can along the way. 

I have people ask us constantly if we'll have more children, or whether we will in fact "try for a girl" and really I don't think we've quite decided. But I do know that me and my body are enjoying the "break,"and that I would never have another baby simply to try and score a specific gender. In other words, yes I would love to stock up on little vintage dresses and wood doll houses, but we surely won't be spinning sperm, or following weird wise tales to see it through. For us, the idea of a healthy baby in itself is always the ideal outcome. 

The Carpet: 
I have to say it does photograph better than it looks in person. Just a standard, medium shag with flecks of gray mixed in the brown that we choose because it looked like it would hide most of the awful things children do to carpet. And it's done it's job. Held up pretty well for the past few years, hiding old milk spills and far worse. But we're actually pulling it out of the three bedrooms this week to make way for hard wood, which means plenty more room for block building and hot wheel races. 
Oh, the joys of boys. 

Thanks for stopping in & please be sure and check out Morgan' lovely site.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

'Round Here

We are celebrating school awards, 
enjoying a change of weather, 
eating popcorn for lunch, 
chasing ragged dogs down for baths, 
playing indoors, 
and growing mighty anxious for all the Holiday festivities just around the corner. 

But first, own personal celebration spent with a couple friends in L.A as a little birthday getaway this weekend. Thrifting, dining, drinking, and possibly a first trip to the Rose Bowl Flea Market Sunday morning where I'm bound to find something I absolutely can't live without, right? 

I'll let you know what I stumble upon.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Wood Works // part 2

For those of you not on instagram, I thought I'd share a sneak peaks of some of our recent wood workings for the etsy site we hope to have up shortly. Mike's been busy on the weekends building some of the pieces I've laid out in sketches, and man it's been fun to see all these ideas come to fruition. But slightly hard to want to let go of. Funny how you become attached to the stuff you create. 

Aside from a few industrial items (restored carts, vintage iron pulleys) we are also loving the kid items we'll be focused on. The canvas fold away teepees and modern wood block or pin leg stools are my favorite. Hopefully we'll be shooting this weekend. In a great old loft in downtown L.A where the lighting is ideal. Can't wait to get some (honest) feedback from you guys. 

Until then, hope your November is off to a good start!

Here We Go

Wow. These last couple weeks felt like a whirlwind. Our calendar eaten away by a host of holiday parties, birthday celebrations, school functions, neighborhood gatherings, and one very violent flu that swept through our house with a vengeance, knocking just about every one of us flat on our back for a week or more. It was ugly. And, as we all know, when mom goes down, the house falls apart. . .
(hence the lack of bloggerly love)

So today, the first of November, with everybody on the mend, I am determined get things back in order. Pick up the pieces and ready the house, reorganize the cupboards, finish the the rooms I've torn apart, and prepare this home (and our selves) for the next big holiday. Because, let's face it, Christmas will tear you apart if you are not armed and ready. If there's one thing I've learned in my adult years, it is this. Especially with kids. 

Hope everyone had a great Halloween. Aside from the tail end of that nasty virus lingering still, we had good fun with rotating costume changes making the rounds at endless parties, with three hefty bags of candy on our kitchen counter to show for it.