A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2019. David / This weekend we celebrated David’s half birthday with cupcakes and a round of “happy half-birthday to you.” Mary / A few weeks ago Tom’s mom gave us the desk she used when she was a little girl. We took
A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2019. The four of them / Here’s a quick photography tip: a well-composed photograph should be free of clutter. Remove items in the foreground and background that are busy and distracting. Unless your four children are playing (sort of) together. In that instance, run into
A photo of my children, once a week, every week in 2019. The older two / David is reading Amelia Bedelia aloud to Mary and I didn’t even ask him to. The younger two / “BE CAREFUL WITH ANNA!” is all I say, all day, every day. Thomas can’t wait until Anna is bigger. Anna
A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2019. David / He was too engrossed in his book to take off his backpack or look up at his afternoon snack. He just finished the Percy Jackson and the Olympians series. Tom tried to read along so they could about them, but Tom
The 52 Project: A photo of my children, once a week, every week, in 2019 David / He doesn’t want pointers and he doesn’t want to play one-on-one. He does want me to take pictures until I get one of the ball going in the hoop. Mary / We had a snow day at the beginning of
The 52 Project: A photo of my children, once a week, every week, in 2019. David / We got David a book light for Christmas so he can read in bed, and now he falls asleep reading every night. So my new bedtime routine is going into his room to turn off his light, slide
I’m not the type to make New Year’s resolutions. I’m also not the type to set goals or make to do lists or schedule things in advance. What enneagram does that make me? It’s most certainly the one that has a tendency to roll their eyes at personality tests. Anyway. I’m not really setting resolutions
Last week I officially wrapped up a year of portraits of my children. A whole year and I didn’t miss even one week. I know, I’m even more shocked than you. An explanation of the 52 project. I really enjoyed the project for a lot of reasons. There were reasons I expected — I love having 52 photos
Our family is still in the midst of Christmas celebrations, but I’m pausing to catch my breathto post these photos. And, who knows, maybe after a few minutes on the couch I’ll have room for another slice of cinnamon bread. Instead of Christmas morning photos (which would be so much more relevant), these photos are from
I’ve been knitting. That’s what I’ve been doing. That’s why posting has been light, that’s why you might have seen me dragging yarn to the playground, knitting over cocktails on girls’ night, and stopping mid-conversation to count stitches. This year I made 48 hats, and every day Mary Virginia would cozy up to me and ask,