I know I haven’t been posting lately. It’s for a lot of reasons, really. Reasons I can’t get into right now. A sort of strange existential crisis? Family crisis? Personal crisis? Chasing a toddler? Tiring of winter? Feeling blah? Yes. Yes. And yes.
Oh and also, Poppy is doing this now, so I find escaping to open my computer really hard to do these days.
I hope to return soon. I have a lot of writing I’d like to be doing right now. It’s just finding the oomph to do it. Spring, come quickly!
Yes, I know this song is old news to you kids, but I’m posting it anyway.
Because I love it and I love my girls.
Penny and Poppy sitting in a TREE
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
I heart them.
I’m sorry, but when did we get from here,
To here?
There are six days left until Poppy turns ONE and the tears have already been flowing over here. Mine, not hers. I love this little girl and I love who she is becoming right before my eyes. What an amazing year. She has enriched my life in more ways than I can ever say.
Sigh. ONE!
More music from me to you on this cold January day. Both are very good for soothing small children to sleep, for what it’s worth. Also, they are beautiful pieces of choreography in my head.
Enjoy.
[Abraham by Sufjan Stevens]
[Down in the River by Alison Krauss]
Poppy is 11.5 months old and not napping.
Which means I am not blogging.
Or eating.
Or bathing.
Or thinking.
To make matters worse better, I have this Adam Green song stuck in my head…
We wish you a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas
And a Happy New Year!
With all the love in the world,
Jacob, Leanne, Poppy, Miss Penny, and Captain
We had a wonderful weekend with family and friends giving thanks, making first memories with Poppy, eating good food, looking at old pictures, listening to a fart application on the iPhone, playing games with new friends, and getting some much needed work done on our new house. I raked our front yard on Saturday! OUR yard. Which I raked. I’ve never even used a rake before, people.
There are so many special moments I would like to share for today’s Weekend Moment, but honestly, the one I will remember forever and always is waking up on Thanksgiving day to watch the Macy’s parade with my own little family. Just the three of us, snuggling up together on the couch on Thanksgiving morning to watch the floats and marching bands. Poppy soaked it all in and especially loved watching the Rockettes perform. This girl has got some aspirations.
This is why I still only have 0.5 boxes packed so far…
See what I mean? My especially favorite part of this video is the one-eye-reveal followed by the other-eye-reveal. Oh, and her delightful post-game squeal. She cheers for herself every time. She’s a genius.
We have a wedding to go to on Saturday, and I don’t have a new outfit to wear, so I’m thinking of doing something new and CARAZY with my hair instead. Like maybe a faux hawk?
Yes, a faux hawk.
Oh, and also, this video has been viral on the Internets for a while now, but in case you haven’t seen it, it is hilarious. Real, real hilarious.
Excuse the vertical orientation of this video. Just look at how amazing this little girl and her Papa are…
All the house speak this week makes me feel like this Little House – small and trembling in a big, bad world.
Rocking out to the new Paramore album all day is helping Poppy and me feel a lot less like snot monsters and a lot more like hardcore rock stars. I wish you were all here to see my amazingly sweet punk rock slide entrance into the kitchen. I may or may not use a rolling pin as a microphone.
Check out the official music video for Ignorance…
Hooray for mornings with Daddy!
We took a family trip to the library last night to stock up on some more Dr. Quinn, and to find some new tunes for the baby. Have I mentioned that Poppy loves music? The second she hears anything – be it Bach’s cello suites or the rinky dink song that her talking purse plays – she starts dancing. I’ll have to get a video of her one and only move, The Sitting Humper. It’s sort of like when an excited dog sees another excited dog, or a firehydrant, or my husband’s leg. Only with Poppy, her “move” directly correlates with radical tunes. I love watching her listen to music. Her face just lights up at the sound of a melody and you can’t stop her from moving, no matter where we are. She loves a good dance party right in the middle of the grocery store.
Anyway, we picked up Kimya Dawson’s Alphabutt album last night, and so far we’ve listened to it three times through. Poppy’s favorite song? The Alphabutt song of course!
I also picked up The Johnny Cash Children’s Album, Lullaby Renditions of Radiohead and U2, Happy Days: A Tribute to Laura Ingalls Wilder, Janis Joplin’s Pearl album, and Elton John’s Number Ones. That last one might be more for me than her, but whatever. Mama’s got to like it too.
B-B-B-Bennie and the Jetsssss… doo do do do…..
