the mom

i just really love my mom. whenever i get my feelings hurt or am offended, she says, "treat it like a loud belch in an elevator - just ignore it and move on." simple profound advice. this woman thinks of everything. when i was little, my mom was the ultimate mary poppins. huge bag full of wonder. spill? no problem. tissue, paper towel, or baby wipes? hungry? she got our back. goldfish, fruit snacks, string cheese, and every other morsel of goodness used to bribe or soothe children. sliver? oh just pull out the tweezers. cut? scrape? don't worry. she had complete first aid kits in every car and purse. all through my school years, my mom would stay up super late finishing the project of whichever child had a book report due, then get up early to wake everyone up and drive kids to school. sleep was nonexistent. i just really admire how she has lived her life. no one is perfect, but my mom tries to be.

so, happy mother's day mother dear. here's to you.

ode to seattle

today i took the metro bus for the first time by myself. i feel like i just learned to ride a bike. after work, i found my 554 bus in downtown seattle...not as easy as it sounds. i witnessed an intense argument between a pimped out thug and a bus driver who barely spoke english. yes.

as i looked out the window, the whole seattle skyline came into view. i seriously felt an overwhelming feeling. i love this city more than anywhere...okay except paris. but really, serene blue water, graffiti that actually is art, lush green trees, amazing skyscrapers, and a starbucks on every corner (there are five alone in my work building). who could ask for a better place?

who couldn't love this face?

a preview of our future children...or nate at three years old