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an ode to elsie in small letters

remember when elsie used to soak her bibs? yeah, when you would wash all eleven every day? yep. those were the days. remember when elsie would carry around a pink ikea spoon? or the day you brought her up from the church nursery and she was clutching that red plastic ball? and the sunday after [...]

chef girl

This was taken just before Elsie slaughtered her breakfast goose, which she paired with green olives, hummus and a side of kale.

zesty living

Kind of ironic that I’m posting this picture considering this one is lying (or probably standing) in her crib right now crying her eyes out. Because…I’m insisting on a nap. What can I say, she’s zesty in every respect. A strength she inherits from her mama. So I discovered on this website through Chevron. The [...]

“i’m feeling a little wild…”

Don’t mind me Mama. I’m a little giddy from all that carrot juice you insisted I ingest. Now would you mind moving? I have some business with your tooth brush and all your expensive makeup brushes. You’re really good at sharing, by the way. Love love, Elsie. p.s. Are these breakable?

meet sally

do you see what i see?

giddy greedy bunny hands

doesn’t everybody do this?

Taking time out from her busy schedule, Elsie acknowledges the camera.

the battle wages

Our cat, Frannie is constantly trying to prove herself these days. Elsie does a roll, so does Frannie. Elsie reveals her belly, so does Frannie. It’s a battle really, a battle Elsie regularly wins. She, of course, has the human advantage with the facial communication and the giggles…particularly endearing for her human admirers. On the [...]

fantabulous from the airport

FOR THE WEEK OF MARCH 8-14 WHAT I’M READING: Seventeen dollars worth of magazines. Simon was appalled. I’m like, that’s only three magazines – one of which was NOT People’s. I read it at the cash. And anyway, how can you read a book on the plane with Elsie and her many needs, which seem [...]