Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Little Things

- Mini yard sale mandolin / music box for baby's nursery
- Thrifted tambourine & wood top

- The tinniest, most adorable leather newborn mocs - a gift from my friends Dusty and Julia Wheeler  over at Gunnswain.

Little things, waiting on a little being.

Friday, April 25, 2014

Week 37

In which it all starts to feel like one long waiting game.

A deeper, more hindering exhaustion settling in.
The initial nesting, and preparation coming to a close.
Waking, wondering, upon every ache and pain that slips by you, if today is in fact the day.
Part of you, still nervous about the reality of labor unfolding, even when it's your fourth time around and every part of your body is telling you it's nearly time. The baby big, and growing bigger everyday.
While your own skin starts to slow, and swell and everything you need to move about your day feels suddenly off kilter and only harder and harder to control.

In them midst of nine months, the final stretch as they say.
Where plenty of your afternoon hours are now spent in simple idle.
Napping, reading, folding clothes, watching Tv, enjoying the last of all those sweet indulgences that came to touch new cravings through the months that you know will have to be put aside once the baby is here and your favorite old clothes start to taunt you.

Throughout the day I take at least two baths because the relief is warm, and instantly soothing.
We watch Game of Thrones late at night when the house is quiet, the dishes done, and the toys put away.

Anxious, as expected. To greet this new tiny being.
But more patient this time around because every day it seems there is a list of "things" we hope to finish, or cross off before it's "time."

We're getting there.
Day by day feeling slightly more ready than the last.

And soon, as I know, when we least expect it, they are here.
And instantly, it's as if you can't remember a day when they weren't...

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

On a Wednesday

As a family, we don't do theme parks, or plane rides.

But when you decide to haul a bunch of kids, a couple friends and your ever faithful dog into the old RV to spend the remainder of your mid week afternoon on the sand till sunset, settling under a dark Spring sky lit by a white glowing moon and a fire with your sun drenched boys piled beside you in that little teepee roasting marshmallows while you sleep, and one of them wakes you to inform you that this day, was in fact "the best day ever" - you hold your heart and take note. On how simply they are pleased by the way these kinds of hours paint their day. On just how magical a sporadic night on an empty beach with your family and friends mid way through an otherwise uneventful week must feel.
When you are eight.
Or Five
or four.
Or, 34.

For Mike and I, it was the best beach day on the sand we've had in quite awhile.
For Arlo,  though "the best" yet.

And here, Kevin's photo probably tells the warmest story of us all.

Friday, April 18, 2014

Stuck ON

Whitney Gardner. 

A longtime friend of mine who finally opened up shop via Etsy.

Her work listed, ranging from the wood block prints I've always loved so much - and adorn many parts of my own home - to a few of the larger canvas paintings I've seen come together in stages, and was blown away by her progress with every visit. She is a talent I've known for years now, and watched spring from a teen art fanatic to a serious artist trained in many mediums, even opening her own small local gallery in the heart of Joshua Tree when she first moved to the desert a few years ago now.

In our recent collaboration, she designed the tee shirt art and posters we plan on adding to our shop the end of Spring.

Currently, she and her husband Eric are fully invested in a complete restoration of their home (and massive land expanse) in the remote lots of 29 palms. Another project encasing her seemingly endless potential, heart and skill in anything involving creative construction. I swear, if I can ever convince her to a home tour, once this unique living space is done, we'd all be in for a special treat.

For now, check out her shop ART HERE.

I love every single print I own.
I know you will too.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Scenes From a Weekend // NESTING

With a good push from my ever dutiful sister we spent the weekend getting things together for this baby. Finally. With now only maybe a couple weeks to spare.

Clearing out the closet, going through old toys, setting aside the good ones, putting up the borrowed crib beside our bed, and the newly purchased one from Ikea in the room. Washing clothes, folding clothes, painting walls, and hanging pictures. I always love doing nurseries and this one is coming along quite nicely. Pieced together from mostly a few recent flea market finds, Ikea staples and beloved hand me downs from the babies that made use of them beforehand. The only real new additions being a wood hanging mobile above the crib and a sweet handmade quilt I will share in a room tour once I have it all done.

Naturally, two of the boys couldn't help but get involved in the assembly of nearly everything. I even caught Rex trying to put newborn diapers on the dog, and then jumping with his filthy feet in a newly assembled crib.

Other than that, we are taking it pretty slow around the house while working steadily on some great new stuff to add to our shop the end of this month. A few fresh and exciting creative endeavors I hope to share here soon enough. When time and energy permit.

Monday, April 14, 2014

Craft Habits / Painted Sticks

When all else fails, painting sticks (or rocks) we have collected through the week is always one of our favorite afternoon crafts. 

Though the girls can sometimes overdose on sparkles when given the option. 

Dried sticks also make some pretty cool and colorful mobiles for the house too. This is one of the simplest versions, but Pinterest is full of plenty of fancier versions to consider depending on your crafter's skill and dedication. 

Saturday, April 12, 2014


"It goes like this: old man look at my life, I'm a lot like yoooooou"
- Arlo, singing what he could remember from a certain song he heard that morning, to his friend who remained downright clueless the entire time.

"I'm too little to get murried. You have to be big to get murried. And it's boring. Getting murried is boring, Leon."
- Rex, backseat explaining why, in spite of being noticeably flattered by a new crush from a girl named Saffron, he still refuses to marry her, like the video dedicated to him, that her aunt sent, pleaded for.

"I want to only have good dreams"
 - Leon, being tucked into bed.

"Our room smells just like a turtle"
- Arlo

"When's my birthday?"
"sept. 13th."
"Oh, I really wanted it to be in October."
- Leon, forever questioning just about every aspect of his birthday.

"I have to eat a lot of lollipops to stay alive"
- Rex, in his over dramtic explanations of why he needs lots of candy.
  Cause otherwise, he'd die.

"No, you were mean to me all day, Rex!"
"But, I like you now Leon"
- L & R arguing who should have a turn choosing the next cartoon.

"Chase said only Christians go to heaven. But, Michael Jackson wasn't a Christian . . ." 
- Arlo, questioning the validity of the claim / me, stuck wondering, not so much why my kids seem to associate religion with dead celebrities, but more how come, when having sat through all those in depth documentaries about the fallen star, I wasn't clear on his actual religious roots myself.

"Just don't give mommy the sour ones,ok? It will give her heartburn, and that baby will burn all up"
- Leon, seemingly the only one who pays any mind to my current pregnancy woes, and therefore showed natural concern with what candy they should share with me while pregnant, after their annual Easter boxes arrived from a beloved relative.

"How was school today? Did you have fun on the playground, Rexi?"
"That little boy hurt me, I hurt 'em back"
- Rex, reminding me that sometimes, it's probably better not to ask . . .

"Arlo, did you tell your brothers the Easter bunny isn't real?!"
"No, he is, right? I still think he is. I, I wouldn't say that."
- Arlo, shocked at the pre bed allegations that apparently, Rex totally made up.

"You hair is pretty mommy. And, your skirt if pretty. And your baby's pretty too. I love that baby"
- Rex, in response to hearing he could in fact have a whole doughnut instead of half.

- Rex, a fit of tears stomping up the stairs upon hearing he was in fact, going to have to take a nap after school.

"I love Arlo. I love him SO much."
"Aww, that's sweet Leon. What about Rex?"
- Leon, honestly.

"What the HA'LE?!"
- Rex, with mystery accent, watching his block tower crumble to the ground, and still, refusing to believe my insistence when it comes to explaining why even simple curse words are forbidden. And why it's not ok to use them. Even when your tallest towers collapse.

Thursday, April 10, 2014


Where: Lytle Creek 

We set up camp for the day this past Tuesday to soak up some mid week sunshine and cool mountain breeze. 

This was my first time here, but man this place is winner because, one: it's not too far up the hillside, but still feels dense and remote enough to make you think you've made far enough into the wild to enjoy the perks creekside fishing, picnicking, lounging and dam building (which is what the kids were busy doing most of the time we where there) And two: the parking is just above the water so it's not much of a hike to get to a nice shady place to park your set up. Our "set up" consisting of a couple teepees, lots of blankets, buckets and basket full of snacks and refreshments. 

Jack seemed to really enjoy himself around these parts too. The water just deep enough for him to dash around in and then plenty of shady relief with teepees, which is where he tends to retreat once he's retired from the kids and their usually physically demanding play routines.  

The boys, with the help of Mike and Kevin, even built a kind of wobbly wood raft and then helped deepen the creek by building a small dam to trap the water flow, where the raft floated around the whole afternoon. 

Water, mud, sun, wood, and raft construction. 
The kids could have stayed there all day I swear. 

Check it out if you are anywhere local. 
It's makes for an easy, refreshing day escape.