4 July 2011 2 Comments

Nora Lea turned three

I asked her what she wanted her birthday party to have.
Nora Lea replied.

We obliged.

Nora Lea turns three!

Nora Lea turned three and we threw a sweet, sweet party.

Nora Lea turns three!

Ate pink cupcakes and pink donuts.
Poured bubbles into our pink strawberry juice.
Had a twirl off.
Ate the egg casserole.
Sausage, bacon, pink lollipops.
Yoda, Santa, Baby Jesus.

Nora Lea turns three!

It was so sweet to see our serious girl, our little thinker spend a few hours grinning.
Like, grin wandering.

We threw her party in the morning, from 9:30am until 12:30pm.
It was the perfect time to host a breakfast party.

My decorating budget was $50. I think I did all right.

Nora Lea's third birthday party

1. Roll of pink tablecloth.
This was great for covering a long line of park tablecloths. I mean, who knows how big a park table is anyway?

2. White butterfly clips.
We made a birch branch tree by putting branches in a large glass vase. I attached these butterfly clips and the tiny gift bags (3) to the branches.

3. Tiny pink gift bags.
I thought I’d ordered regular sized ones, so when these mini-minis showed up, we giggled. I mean, really, truly tiny. So we went with it, tucking one truffle into each one and hanging them from the birch branch tree.

4. Pink lollipops.
These tasted better than I thought they would, and the girls looked adorable whilst eating them.

5. Magic princess wands.
For battling your sister, of course.

Double win.
The big thing was the cupcakes, I’ll post that recipe on Thursday.

3 July 2010 1 Comment

Happy birthday, my love.

Nora Lea, you are two.
All of the emotional, do-it-yourselfery of two.

Peek a boo

We stand back, amazed at the wholeness of you.
All of the us and our life and you too.

Yay!

You’re one clever girl with a big “Peek a boo!”
An applesauce bath for a big girl like you.

Applesauce-ah

To dear Nora Lea, happy birthday, you.

31 August 2009 11 Comments

Some Weekend Sh*t

We’re having a blast over here this summer.

Eating noodles.

Oodles of noodles

Blowing bubbles.

Making delicious foods.

Meal Plan

Getting our picture taken.

Signing the photo releases

Since James had to work on Sunday, I got lots of kiddo time this weekend. Nora Lea is talking, she babbles and coos, she has a few clear words, but mostly phrases I can’t specify. Except for one.

The one word she repeats over and over and over again?

“Shit.”

She says it while playing with her instruments, chasing Pinot and eating noodles.
She says it while paging through her books, coloring on her pages.
All. Day. Long.

I do my best to ignore it as a charming developmental anecdote but whoo boy, it’s giggleworthy.
I mean, it’s serious.
Very. Serious.

1 July 2009 7 Comments

Baby's first birthday drum party

So, she turns one today.

One year ago, I pounded and hollered and labored her into this world and my world has been pounded and hollered and labored ever since.

Somehow it seems fitting that all that pounding and hollering would give rise to a drum party.

“Nora Lea’s Rhythm Nation,” we called it.

106 degree party time USAI planned to throw her a Solid Gold birthday party, since it was her golden birthday.