Tiny Dresses

May 16, 2013May 15, 2013 ~ Crystle ~ 4 Comments

While I thoroughly enjoy the tender moments when my elderly beagle, Yango, gingerly sniffs the chubby face and little toes of my darling Margot, I find that by far, tiny dresses are the best part of having a baby girl. I can’t visit major retailers without detouring to the baby section to thumb through the racks for a tiny dress for my tiny girl. Call it projection, call it what you will, but there’s something about the mini hangers, the little bloomers, and the lively patterns; it’s all so adorable and so addictive.

Margot will wear this Anchor dress to Vancouver, British Columbia this weekend, our first “international” trip with her. My festive baby will fit right in.

Margot in the Morning

May 5, 2013July 22, 2013 ~ Crystle ~ 7 Comments

On days like today, Margot is disinclined to greet the morning sun. She stirs in her bassinet, shying away from the daylight that shines through the blinds of our picture window. Eventually she shakes her sleepiness with a labored yawn and welcomes the day with a few gummy grins for her mama and papa.

These fleeting moments are a gift every day.Because, when the memory of a delicious meal flickers in her eye, hunger conquers the occasion. That’s when I get an adorable sad face like this:

and I know it’s the beginning of another honeyed day.

Tulips of Skagit Valley

April 22, 2013July 22, 2013 ~ Crystle ~ 6 Comments

There is something wonderful about having perfect timing. Last year, Isaac and I didn’t have it. We showed up two weeks too early to the Skagit Valley Tulip Festival in Mt. Vernon, WA to view the blooming tulip fields. To our credit, the festival lasts all month to allow for the temperamental flowers to arrive when they please.

The tulips were in full bloom for us at Roozengaarde this weekend. I’m convinced Isaac could care less either way; sometimes the only language he speaks is Fudge.

Margot was a delight the entire day, she’s still newborn-enough to sleep through pretty much anything, as long as she has her binky. Which reminds me, we finally broke down and gave her a pacifier. She loves it, and we’re enjoying a less fussy baby. It allowed us to visit with the friends we traveled with and navigate the muddy fields of Skagit Valley with ease.

In retrospect, I probably should have taken Margot out of her stroller for a photo-op, but I really wasn’t willing to juggle a camera and baby on such a windy day. Plus she looked so peaceful in her stroller, why mess with success?