Photos of my girls, once a week, every week in 2015.

A tropical storm rumbled through San Diego and we woke up to a wild lightning and thunder storm. Jason was giddy for some Texas weather in California. When the lightning was good and gone for awhile, we hoped in the pool and spent the morning swimming in the rain. It was awesome.




The best weekend days start out early and have a plan. Always a plan. As soon as we start the “what should we do today?” conversation on a Sunday morning we’re doomed. Perhaps that’s drastic. But with a toddler, I’ve learned a leisurely Sunday morning can quickly turn to irritability. This kid of ours needs to get out and run, as much as possible, and all before noon. It’s awesome to see downtown evolving to become a kid/family friendly destination. At 9am on a weekend we can make it there in under 15 minutes before the line at egg slut gets too long. Perks of parenthood I say. We’ve been hitting the splash pad circuit this summer, and Grand Park is still our favorite.

Georgia was 3 months old this week and I’ve been trying to put to words all that she means to us. For now, I’ll say how awesome her smiles are and how hard she’s been working to giggle, just when we think she’s about got it, the hiccups get the best of her. We’re so lucky she’s a go with the flow sorta baby (so long as you strategize car trips with naps!) she makes our about town adventures that much joyful.


Stuff Lucy Says


While I’ve fallen behind on posting weekly photos of the girls 52 project series, I’m still taking them, and still writing down the ridiculous things that come out of Lu’s mouth these days. Of lately…

Big sisters tooting!

Mama, I want out of this home! (me: WHAT?! Where do you want to go?) The beach.

Hello Leo, nice to meet you.

(whining) I want to cut it off and grow a new one. (in reference to a boo-boo on her knee)

I changed my mind. I’m a big boy now.

The fireflies are scary! (fireworks)

(me: Did you have a good day?) NO. (no?! why not?) I had a crazy day.

I’m cooking dinner okay? But I don’t want you touch it, it’s raw, okay? Raw. Everyone not touch it. I’m the cook.

(butt naked, puts on cat slippers on her toes that are much too small and applying lip gloss and shouts) I’M A WOMAN!




The 4th of July is one of our favorite holidays. Fireworks, Red/White/Blue, beach days and BBQ – how could it not be? Jason and I shared our first kiss 4th of July weekend and we attribute Beasley’s made-up birthday to the day. Needless to say, we plan to make the 4th a big deal for our family every year. Maybe one day we’ll be living on a lake hosting an annual party. Dreams.

This year we spent Friday at the Bel Air Bay Club beach party and got to experience THE most amazing fireworks show I’ve ever seen. Really, I still cannot get over how close they were. You could feel the boom in your bones. Lu sat on my lap looking through the gaps in her hands as she covered her face. Scared, but mesmerized you might say. I couldn’t stop laughing, they were so close! On Saturday, we caught a bit of a parade and party hopped. By 7 the kids were in bed exhausted and Jason and I drank beers on the front porch while we listened to fireworks in the neighborhood. It felt like the city was alive and I couldn’t help but wish we were running around the sand, tipsy from beers all day, like it was a few years ago. I wouldn’t trade my life or kiddos for anything, but there are moments I might like to travel back in time for a couple hours!



26/52 & Summer Travels

Another long weekend to the mountains. Snowboarding was my jam for so many years. But I tell ya, nowadays Mammoth in the summer cannot be beat. The hikes, creeks, lakes, biking, pool, weather, green green green, beer in the sun. I decided last minute to make the trek up with the girls (saying “girls” still sounds so new and strange – like, whaaa, I have 2 kids?!) and Jason flew up Friday afternoon to join us. Georgia was just barely old enough to handle the altitude and thankfully had no issues. With the exception of runny eyes – we’re wondering if allergies could be a problem for her – she was such a trooper! Traveling with her has been pretty awesome, smiles are happening on the regular and she’s a really content baby, so long as you don’t make her go into the car seat un-tired! Lucy played merrily with her cousins the entire weekend and minus a few total meltdowns from utter exhaustion it was such a fun trip. We took the kiddos to a festival at the fish hatchery where they developed an inaccurate understanding of how easy it is to catch a fish and spent a day at Rock Creek, which these photos are from – quickly becoming our favorite hike in the area. Lucy went on her first “real” horse ride (opposed to tiny ponies around and around in a circle at the Farmer’s Market) which she just loved. So proud of her adventurous spirit. The girl is fearless! (as evident by the following picture).