Hand of Africa, Nelson Mandela
Left: Hazel @ the movies
Over the long weekend, I took Hazel to her very first movie-theater movie, Frozen. She was annoyed by the number of previews, but once the film started - she was riveted. While I am sure much of the plot was over her head, the story was one of sister love….a common theme in our home. It totally resonated with her, you could tell.
I had no clue how this mama/daughter movie date was going to go (a 2 1/2 yr old sitting still for 90 minutes seemed almost impossible), but homegirl handled herself like a little lady. It is funny how, as a mama, even these silly little milestones make you proud.
For the past several days Hazel has been walking around the house exclaiming: That’s No Blizzard. That’s my sister!
Right: Felix in (Hazel’s) Bed
This week, we started letting Fee climb into sister’s big girl bed for a joint bedtime story. She is clearly quite pleased with this arrangement.
(Sort of related: I am so charmed by her Oeuf Knit Crown - this would make the sweetest xmas gift for any baby on your list!)
(and the story of Baby Leo’s blessing ceremony!)
A Not Entirely Complete Family Photo: Thanksgiving 2013 edition
(And that’s a wrap on this holiday! BRING IT, CHRISTMAS!)
After our Thanksgiving dinner (and the elevator fiasco) a line of horse drawn carriages pulled up in front of my parent’s home! It was fantastic. The whole party piled in and went trit-trotting down Michigan Avenue to admire the lights!
Christmas lights are cool but the horse thing was the main event for my girls! (One of our favorite games while walking around the neighborhood is to try to keep pace with any carriages we see -from the sidewalk of course. It is usually about a half a block before the horse pulls away and visible disappointment registers on their little faces. All this to say…) When they spotted the horses at the end of the drive, they were ALL IN!
Hazel climbed right in. And Fee kept showing off her clip-clop sounds.
Adventure (with a capital A)!
The ride was gorgeous. We cuddled under blankets and enjoyed the holiday spirit radiating from the city….Chicago is so wonderful this time of year. It was such a nice thing to share with my family.
What a happy memory of bundled-up togetherness.
(Click on the photo to view more pics. First two pics snapped by my bro. My mama captured the third shot. Thank you both for carrying the camera!)
John, the doorman, peeked his head into my parent’s apartment. He thanked my mom for the plate of food she sent down to him and informed us that there was…um, a situation
Hazel was stuck in the elevator (not by herself, obviously. She was on her way up from the lobby with one of my teenage cousins).
We ran down to the third floor and shouted up towards the ceiling (since the car was stuck between floors)
Hazel are you ok?
Just fine, Mom!
(she was cool as cucumber…that made me proud)
We tried, unsuccessfully, to pry the door open. And then we called the fire dept.
Hazel, help is on the way!
Is it the firemen? Are they bringing the key?
(Actually, yes - on both accounts)
It didn’t take long for the fire engine to come barreling into the driveway. 4 firemen hopped out with a stretcher (which thankfully we didn’t need!) and came bounding up the stairs. Thanksgiving was saved! About 35 minutes after the fiasco began, my daughter (and cousin) were freed!
What is not captured in this photo was the number of people standing in the vestibule as the elevator doors opened. When Hazel saw the men in uniform, the building’s engineers, a handful of family members and a very concerned Simon - I think she understood that this was not a “fun adventure.”
The next day, we came back to my parent’s place to pick up left-overs and as we stepped onto the elevator, Hazel raised her little eyebrows and held up her pointer finger and said to us in her most serious tone: You must be careful around alligators. I assume she meant elevator, but even if not - her statement holds true. :)
I have a feeling this will be one of those family holiday stories that is retold for years to come!
(photo credit: young Henry - fearless uncle and committed photog)
My mom and dad threw an incredible Thanksgiving celebration!
35 of us gathered in their apartment.
We stood together for a family prayer and to express our gratitude. It was such a warm moment…
There was so much love in that room.
Family is the center of my life.(Photo credit to my little bro, Henry)
Together. Happy Thanksgiving from my family to yours. xo, em
Preparing for Thanksgiving!
GPOYW: I am thankful every minute of every day that I get to be a mother edition.
November has been insane. We knew it was going to be.
We did everything we could to prepare ourselves (emotionally and logistically :)
Even so, the past several weeks have been a whirlwind!
4 work trips. 7 offsite meetings. 2 speaking engagements
These things require a fantastic amount of prep.
I needed more hours…so I found more hours…
I traded in weekend time and sleep time and food time and general self-care time for work. It was an effective, if not exhausting, strategy.
Our hard work paid off.
I love what I do.
Quality time with my kiddos was compressed. Not ideal, but we made our time together count. Big adventures out of little things:
1. An after-dark exploration of the Abandoned Three Arts building. I told the girls it was haunted…we peeked in the dusty windows and examined the padlock on the front door.
2. A visit down to the Greats to to play in a pile of leave thisssssssss high!
3. Friday night trip to Chicago Water Tower (Hazel thought it was Cinderella’s Castle. I went with it!) then to the plaza at the base of the Hancock to let the girls explore.
Fee is now nodding yes to everything. That’s super fun!
And Hazel started insisting that she holds the shopping basket at plum market. That is not as fun. :)
While shouldering a work load of his own, my husband took the lead on more than his fair share of domestic duties. I love my guy from the bottom of my heart.
Mom H. came in for a few days. She is a life-saver.
Mom A. was there too….being her ever-supportive self.
When they said “it takes a village,” they weren’t kidding.
I have no problem admitting that there is no way we could do this two career/two kid thing without our support system.
I am really looking forward to this holiday break.
Time to unplug & unwind
And be with the people for whom I am most thankful. I can’t think of anything better.
November, what a month you have been!
Apropos of nothing, my daughter looked at me and with a straight face, quoted this line from NPH’s 2013 Tony opening.
It was easily the funniest thing of my life.
Her bows are like anti-camouflage!
Smile Friday: Felix in the Fall Edition!