Priwacy Pwease

This is one of those posts that will mortify Lilla someday. Sorry sweetie. Poor Lilla has the runs. And she’s sitting on the toilet crying because her tummy hurts. And the soundtrack to this incident is reminiscent of the bathroom scene with Harry in Dumb & Dumber.

I ask her if she has diarrhea. She nods and tears stream down her face as she says, “Priwacy Pwease.” It was the saddest, cutest thing I’ve seen in a while.


We have a preschooler. Um how’d that happen?

1st day of preschool

It’s been about a month since I’ve been back at work.  A month since waking up with both of my girls and nothing but fun to be had on our agenda every day. A month since the occasional (and somedays more often) toddler tantrum on the kitchen floor. A month since my daily wardrobe of workout clothes paired with no makeup. I definitely miss it. But we’re onto a new stage. The preschool one.

The first two weeks were kind of a bust dropping Lilla off in the morning. She’d break into the ugly cry as soon as I started my goodbyes. As I walked away waving and smiling trying to reassure her, she stared at me through the window with tears streaming down her face. Worst. Feeling. Ever.

But two weeks later we’re in a much better place. Lilla smiles when I drop her off. We make silly faces at each other in the window. And she’s giddy when we pick her up. I’m excited for all the new stuff she’s about to learn. I think it’ll be a great match for her curiosity. She’s turned into such a little person. She cracks us up day in and out. Case in point. Here’s a list of her latest quotes.

Touching her eyelids in the morning she looks at me and says, “Mommy I’m putting my toncacs in just wike you.” I ask her “Your contacts?” She replies, “Yea, my toncacs.” 

Walking to preschool she says, “Mom we sorgot to bring a book!” I say, “I didn’t know we were supposed to sweetie.” Her reply, “Dat’s okay, it’s my on purpose, not your on purpose.” I say “You mean fault?” She says, “Yea, sault.”

After her first foray with Shredded Wheat Cereal she says to Jon, “Daddy, I wike Cheddar Weeps!”

Taking a sip of my water that’s been sitting out all night. “Ugh, Mommy this water is soggy.”


Quinn’s 3 month (more like 3.5 month) photo shoot

For Quinn’s 3 month pictures, I had a very cute and opinionated photography assistant to help me out. This assistant also made it into a few pics herself. Her go-to tricks to get Quinn to smile: 1) talking in a really high voice 2) attempting to make raspberries but really just spitting at her 3) […]

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One happy baby

It’s only been 3 months and 17 days that we’ve known Quinn but  we can already tell she’s a very happy soul. Now that she can smile, she does so at the sound of our voices, the sight of our smiles and even the dog. She basically smiles all the time. And now she’s even cooing. […]

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A Minnie & Mickey Clubhouse Birthday Party

To celebrate Miss Lilla’s 3rd birthday, we threw a joint party with Henry (who turned 2 in June) at the park near our house. There was plenty of space for the kiddos to run around and play and even a clubhouse to boot. Sarah and I “slaved” away on oreo cookie cupcakes with ears, felt […]

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‘Do You Wanna Build A Snowman?’ Interpreted by Lilla

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I’m 2 months old already

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Let’s play ‘Spot The Real Baby’

  This is what I found when Lilla called me into the room to tell me she had a surprise for me. The expression on Quinn’s face says it all.

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Gigi and Aunt Kuby come to visit

Jon took his annual Manada trip last week and my mom (Gigi) and Kirby (Aunt Kuby) came out to spend time with Lilla, Quinn and I. It was a blast. I kept Lilla home from daycare for the week so we could enjoy some real QT just us girls. We went to the park, to […]

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That time Lilla got bit by a Bull Mastiff

June Gloom is a very real thing in San Francisco. Especially in our fog-drenched neighborhood of the Outer Richmond. While the rest of the country is enjoying 80+ degree weather and sun, we’re bundled up fighting through the fog. The 55-degree fog. We’ve been straight up sitting in the middle of a cloud for the […]

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