corner view: Holiday

 

If you go back to the middle of December you will see Holiday pictures of our festivities. It was a much quieter, subtle time then originally intended. We had every intention of spending the Christmas holiday in the Midwest with Gramma and Grampa. We had been planning for months. The plane tickets purchased, the Christmas Dresses ready and waiting, the tree set to be decorated and we had begun reading children’s books about Christmas, winter and snow. And then along came life…both girls were sick and Zuzu was technically contagious until the day after Christmas. So we cancelled our travel plans and settled in to be merry in our own home. Our friends and family were sweet enough to expedite their  dresses and giftees for the girls and dear friends invited us to spend Christmas Day with them nearby. The girls are young enough that they weren’t too disappointed. They were excited to see their tree get decorated, to don their dresses here and open packages and wish family and friends a Happy Christmas over the phone. Zuzu asked Santa for a candy cane, Andy Williams sang Jingle Bells, there was freshly grated  nutmeg for the eggnog. Christmas Eve we had a family dinner and read Twas the Night before Christmas together before bed. Christmas Eve morning we remembered to pick up the bobka and stollen from The Village Baker. The stockings were hung and filled by Santa Claus with the likes of chocolate and musical toothbrushes. Zuzu, ever the pragmatic soul, was pretty concerned by the lack of toothpaste in her stocking to go along with the brush. Lovey noted this was the first Christmas ever that he did not receive toothpaste in his stocking as well. Santa duly noted his lapse in judgment and practical gift giving. Last year we noted the need for a new holiday movie to entertain Zuzu while we prepared breakfast. What a difference  year makes- she managed to entertain herself with her stocking pretty and what-nots and we barely heard a peep out of her all morning. After our long-winter’s naps we headed over to our friends for dinner and dessert. We whole-heartedly enjoyed their company and cooking as always. The girls were excited to play togther in their holiday dresses and we were happy to relax while they entertained themselves. The rest of the weekend was a series of cleaning up, late mornings and lots of naps. Oh and listening to repeated messages from Orbitz about the cancellation, after cancellation of each and everyone of our flights other then the initial one out of town. Apparantly, had we been on our flight as planned, we would have spent a good, long visit in Minneapolis- with no way to get to our final destination and no way to return home via planes, trains or automobiles. We are sad our health and weather didn’t provide the happy, family, white Christmas with extended family, but we are grateful for our little group being together and finally on the mend.

The photos above were the 2 centerpieces of our holiday. One group of my on-line friends whom I have had the good fortune to bask in the wisdom of since 2005 had an ornament exchange. I had the luck of the draw in getting to give to dear Marlo- whom I had the pleasure of actually meeting in person earlier this summer during a trip to Lovey’s family’s home. I had a wonderful picture of her lovely daugher and Zuzu walking together and had it turned into an ornament. I couldn’t have thought of or provided a more meaningful gift for one of these wonderful momma’s if I had rigged the draw myself! The ornaments above were only half of an extremely loving and thoughtful package provided by sweet Joanna in Canada. We had the privilage of sharing maternal time- our youngest small ones were born within weeks of each other. Her oldest- who is a little older then Zuzu was the MC for the gift giving extravaganza and chose a most excellent purple sparkely ornament for  Zuzu as it is her signature color. Upon opening the package, Zuzu informed me, ” Oh good, my friend Kitty-ara gave me my favorite color purple entament” Translation:” Chiara gve Zuz a purple ornament! The Quail recieved…yup you guessed it- a Quail ornament- so glittery, charming and lovely- much like the quail herself! For Lovey and myself there was pure Maple Syrup from a local farm- which I might add is one of Lovey’s primary food groups- and for me some vampire fiction- as Joanna knows of my obsessive reading of the Twilight Saga shortly after The Quail’s birth.  I feel so blessed to have such a thoughtful friend who knows us so well- yet bizarrely hasn’t even actually met us in person!

It was a lovely holiday and I can already feel the plans weaving in my settled brain for next year!

Come join in the festivities around the world via corner view as hosted by our lovely Jane:

jane, ladybug-zen, ian, bonnie, esti, sophie, cele, modsquad,caitlin, joyce, ani, kim, natsumi, epe, kaylovesvintage, trinsch, c.t., jeannette, outi, ritva, francesca, state of bliss, jennifer, dana, denise, cabrizette, bohemia girl, isabelle, amber, a girl in the yellow shoes, mister e, janis, kari, jgy, skymring, elizabeth, allison, lise, cate, crescent moon, erin, otli, ida, caroline, lisa, dorte, kimmie, la lune dans le ciel, nicola, malo, vanessa, britta, april, b, kyndale samantha, karen, kristina, goldensunfamily, sophie, janet, mcgillicutty, aimee, sunnymama, jenell, britta, juanita, pamela, inna, daan, myrtille, cris, ibb, jodi, gillian, travelingmama

corner view: books

Oh the books we do look at!
Oh the books we will read!
We hoard them for cooking, for biking, for camping and growing each seed.
We spy them in every hidden nook and cranny
Lovingly given by each dear Auntie and Granny…
 
Even a sweet book nestled in the tree,
hung  by a most studious  Elf
Perhaps he meant  it for the kitchen
to join our cookbooks collecting on the pantry shelf
 
There are books in the car,
Books that travel both near and far.
The baby eats books, the toddler packs them in her bag
Even our new brother-in-law uses them to prop his Christmas tree
when it begins to sag.
 
We buy them where we find them- library, thrift & Amazon galore.
Why, we will even buy them at the hardware and grocery store!
 
Oh the books we do look at!
Oh the books we will read!
We never are without them…
We live by their lead.
 
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caitlin, joyce, ani, kim, natsumi, epe, kaylovesvintage, trinsch, c.t., jeannette, outi, ritva, francesca, state of bliss, jennifer, dana, denise, cabrizette, bohemia girl, isabelle, amber, a girl in the yellow shoes, mister e, janis, kari, jgy, skymring, elizabeth, allison, lise, cate, crescent moon, erin, otli, ida, caroline, lisa, dorte, kimmie, la lune dans le ciel, nicola, malo, vanessa, britta, april, b, kyndale samantha, karen, kristina, goldensunfamily, sophie, janet, mcgillicutty, aimee, sunnymama, jenell, britta, juanita, pamela, inna, daan, myrtille, cris, ibb, jodi, gillian, travelingmama

cornerview: evening

 

Evenings are not the peaceful lot I idealize them to be in our home. Often with our small ones and our tight work schedules we are lucky to get the frozen pizza out of the freezer in what seems enough time to cook it. Some nights even that seems like a bit too much. I’m a fulltime working, pumping, nursing Momma of 2 small ones with a 35-40 minute commute each day. We have therapy 2 nights a week for the Quail and regular exercises for her the other nights. Lovey has regular office hours some nights of the week as well. Most nights it is all we can do to pick up after our daily selves.
 
And that transition from their schoolselves to their homeselves is such a trial most nights for those small ones- and for us big ones as well! We strive for a comforting routine and an early bedtime. We value a homecooked meal or a pleasant dinner out with friends and family, fun tubbies and an only reasonably cluttered or “lived in” looking home. We have sippy cups, pump parts, bottles, baby food, toys, books, kiefer and milk to manage and shuffle around. We have Mount Washmore to climb and hack apart and when all else fails; politely avert our eyes from. We have pre-schoolers and babies to wrangle and keep from bursting into sobbing, melting-down, witching-hour-crazed balls of energy. Poor dear Chula the Cat has to make peace with our loud, energetic running around and we have to make peace with her fits when she can stand us no more. Or at least find someone to refurbish a couch or two. 
 
Someday the peaceful evenings of my daydreams will evolve. And I’ll wonder what happened to my life. Some days I wonder how we’ll make it to the next at this pace. And then the next day I wonder when we should add to our brood. I know these days are chaotic and sometimes stressful. But I also know they are a blink in time and pass before we have too much time to worry about it.
 
 

caitlin, joyce, ani, kim, natsumi, epe, kaylovesvintage, trinsch, c.t., jeannette, outi, ritva, francesca, state of bliss, jennifer, dana, denise, cabrizette, bohemia girl, isabelle, amber, a girl in the yellow shoes, mister e, janis, kari, jgy, skymring, elizabeth, allison, lise, cate, crescent moon, erin, otli, ida, caroline, lisa, dorte, kimmie, la lune dans le ciel, nicola, malo, vanessa, britta, april, b, kyndale samantha, karen, kristina, goldensunfamily, sophie, janet, mcgillicutty, aimee, sunnymama, jenell, britta, juanita, pamela, inna, daan, myrtille, cris, ibb, jodi, gillian, travelingmama

corner view: corners of your home

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We’ll start the day with a hot cup of coffee and treat of your choosing at The Village Baker. We all have our favorites here. For me it runs from the traditional pain au chocolat, to their chocolate rugalachs, to the raspberry coconut twists. If we get there late I almost always get a pesto pizza for lunch. The Black & White Cookies are also not to be missed. Our dear Zuzu is a fan of ordering a scone, or maybe a cinnamon roll, or perhaps an apple turnover. Lovey on the other hand is fairly set on the peach cream danish, or maybe a bear claw, but then there are the almond sticks….Just whatever you order, don’t forget to get a loaf of bread to take home. And when you order your holiday breads, danishes and bobkas; please just be sure to remember to pick them up on time…or at least remember to pick them up.

Then on to a lunch of fresh pasta at Brioso. Any of the pastas are lovely, the atmosphere charming and the free gelato for the kids, not so bad. I would avoid the Risotto though. Dear Zuzu has come to love her noodle restaurant and enjoys the adult habits of  “Cheers” with our drinks and a little dip-dip-dip with our rosemary bread.

 

And we’ll end the day with good company, a decent juke, an excellent selection of hand-crafted beers and a final serving of carbs at Barley’s– and if you hurry the pumpkin ales should be on tap a wee bit longer…. 

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corner view: cell phone madness

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corner view: favorite dish

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Food & Love

 

The Peace of Cake

The perfect kick-off/motivation to get my family recipe journal started! Come meet the start of my family food journal! Please click on the above link for a peek- I promise there is a tasty egg dish recipe in the process!

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corner view: contrasts

The Quail

The Quail

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screamin' mad

I had grand plans of a series of photographs for this subject. This very thought process is one of the main things I enjoy about corner view. Examining our lives from a new angle and subject matter.  These first shots of The Quail in the first week of life were the  images that immediately came to mind. The contrast of a sweetly sleeping angel of a baby vs the one screaming mad one.  This lulled me into a memory of the early milky nights nursing Zuzu versus the months of trying to learn to nurse The Quail. From there I stumbled into further examination of the contrast getting to know our first child versus our second. The contrast in their natures- Zuzu; a spirited imp through and through versus The Quail- a continually calm presence who seems to watch us with the same intensity with which her sister channels her physical presence that bounds through life and our home . I thought of the seasons illustrated in a series of photographs we have of the spot where Lovey and I became engaged. I thought of a photograph I have of myself as a baby paired with myself mothering my babies. A set of our lovely home in full spring bloom contrasted with another shot of it in a rare snowstorm. The many collections of new buds peeking out of the ground next to later shots of their full-flowering delights spilling over with bloom.

The more I mentally scrolled through my collection of photos the more I saw the contrasts in different points of our lives. It was a wonderful mental entanglement. And then the dawn broke, the baby cried, the coffee overflowed, the washer went off cycle, the toddler’s ice cream cone melted all over the carpet and the cat made a lunge for it and her. I sighed remembering the time I used to have to do what I wanted, when I wanted for as long as I wanted. Then shook off the revery and went to get a paper towel and band-aid to clean up the latest mess. Thankfully the contrasts in my life abound.

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corner view: l’agua

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corner view: my dream; 31 for 21 day 21

A new “R” word. Respect for my daughter and her life.

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Honestly I started out thinking much like Dana. The first “dream” that came to mind was an earlier post of mine about “family goals” updated in photographic style- pictures of us reading ,doing yoga, cooking, ourfamily and friend visits and travels. Really our day to day lives are often so full that the ability to enjoy these simple pleasures in life feel like dreams. When we actually experience these blissful moments, it does seem we pass through them in a dream like state only to awaken into the toddler-screaming, baby-barfing, I’m-running-late-again, none-of-the-laundry-has-been-folded-in-a-week, we-are-eating-cold-hotdogs-again-for-dinner, the-camellia-you-just-spent-$40-on-died, haven’t-slept-long-enough-to-fall-into-a REM-stage-sleep-in-over-a-week, the-new-cat-attempted-to-eat-the-filling-out-of-the boxspring-and-barfed-it-all-over-the black-carpet reality. And just when you think you can’t take another MINUTE of it all. The meteors rain down and the house fills with the lovely smells of a roast chicken courtesy of Alice Waters brilliant simple style and Lovey bakes an apple cake. Of course if you are like me, you are probably too busy pumping the baby’s milk for the day and blogging about it while thinking you really should lose that last 10 pounds to enjoy any of it as thoroughly as you would like.

Really and truely though- I wish for people to see The Quail as she is and as a person first. And sadly in the reality that is our world today- most people will see her diagnosis of Down syndrome before they get to know her. I hope for a more accepting and loving future for her. That is my dream.

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