The Farmers' Market

I adore farmers' markets almost as much as I adore berry picking. I'm especially fond of the one up the street from our house. We have spent more than a dozen Saturday mornings there, sampling all the produce, buying food from vendors, and sitting in the grass eating our loot. Fantastic oranges in the winter; the juiciest peaches in the summer. Ryan usually chases the boys around the grass, and T rolls down a hill, and then five minutes later, we're back home putting the boys down for naps. Now that's a great Saturday morning.


So sneaky, Chase!

Strawberry Fields

Could there possibly be a more beautiful U-Pick strawberry field? I've officially decided berry picking is my favorite thing to do. (As in, I'd rather go berry picking than eat pizza. That's saying something!) Here are a few photos from one of our best family outings of the summer.

Rest Time

Warning: Random mommy ponderings follow!


Several weeks ago Trenton started some new evening antics. After I put him bed, he'd open his door multiple times and just peer out, closing it really quickly if either Ryan or I made eye contact with him. I think he finally figured out that we don't really go to bed at the same time he does! I can't blame him for being curious about what we do in the evenings!

It wasn't a big problem since he never comes out of his room, so I would just ignore it, and eventually he'd go to sleep in his bed. But when the duration of spy antics started extending to 9pm or later—after being put to bed at 7!—I started thinking maybe he didn't need as much sleep as I like him to get. :)

Putting him to bed later was not going to happen. Not being a night person at all, I would actually prefer that he go to bed early rather than take a day time nap. (I know, I'm crazy!) So I tried something new for naptime, and we have been loving it.

Every afternoon I put T on the master bed with a few toys and his blankies. I tell him he doesn't have to sleep; he can play. But he can't get off the bed until Chase wakes up. The first couple of days, he stayed awake till the bitter end and then got all excited when Chase woke up. But most of the time now, he sleeps at some point. Overall, his naps are shorter than they used to be, and he isn't getting up much at all in the early nighttime hours. Problem solved! (At least for now!)

Plus, he doesn't mind going down for "rest time" as much as he used to! Today, in fact, after I put Chase down Trenton voluntarily told me, "I'm ready for my nap now." (WHAT?) Then after I took him to the bed and showed him the small selection of toys (which I switch up daily), he said, "You can leave now," and kind of pushed me toward the door! (HEY!)

I can't say that happens every day. (Sometimes my "It's time for a rest!" is met with a pretty fierce yell/scream of "No!") All things said, though, this has definitely helped.

I love this face SO MUCH.

It's Midnight, Baby!

A few nights ago Ryan let our sweet, stubborn sleeper out of his crib at midnight. (I say "stubborn" because he can sleep 11-12 hours at night; he just still decides to wake up a random times when it strikes his fancy. Someday it will stick! Or so I tell myself.) I was in bed but heard some crying, followed by his signature sound, "AH!" There was no way he was saying "AH!" while alone in the crib, so I went out to investigate. I found Ryan making him a bottle, and this little cutie reaching eagerly for it. Although I may have given my sweet husband an earful for letting Chase have fun in the middle of the night, I still want to remember how adorable it was. What's better than a baby in footy pajamas, holding a blanket, reaching for a bottle?


Daddy is busted!

Home

One of the many things I took away from last week's events surrounding the passing of my grandma was how peaceful and personal their living spaces were. They filled walls, bookcases, china hutches—practically any space would do!—with items that each had a story. Their fridge is full of family photos, and the house showcases souvenirs they've brought home from extensive travel abroad. My home feels like a sterile (albeit often messy) hotel compared to theirs! But slowly we're turning it into a place that reflects what is important to us and that I hope conveys a similar spirit to my grandparents' homes.

New picture ledges and family photos above the couch. That "N" floats all around the house.

I can't stop myself from buying (or picking) flowers several times a month. When they cost about 6 bucks at Trader Joe's or the farmers' market, why not? And even when the house is in a state of chaos I can scarcely control, I have these beauties to remind me it won't always be this way.

My heart is full today with the loss of one of the most influential women in my life. It's hard to imagine our family without our beautiful matriarch, Cheren Wood. Here she is, in this picture, looking on and supporting me on one of the most important days of my life. I'm sure she'll still be watching!

Big Sur

I can't resist posting two more favorites from our Big Sur trip, this time with one of my new photoshop actions applied. :)
This boy discovered a piece of rope and kept himself entertained (with supervision, of course), for a solid ten minutes. (A very long time in toddler terms!)

Ah, these two melt my heart. Best buds.