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Stella, Just Lounging

  • Posted on July 5, 2009 at 8:43 pm

I took this picture of Stella last weekend at my cousin’s bridal shower:

Stella smiling

Isn’t she growing up quickly?

The Stella Silhouette Project–Now You Can Own Your Own Silhouette!

  • Posted on May 10, 2009 at 9:14 pm

Help me, I think I’m turning into a crafter.  After completing the $3000 purple sweater,I made this silhouette of Stella to mark her first year:

The entire time I worked on it Larry made fun of me and asked me if I wanted to go back to Kindergarten. However, I am really happy with the final result! I even got some eyelashes and stray hairs! This is definitely not the work of a kindergartner. The cutting alone is at least a fifth-grade level!  And the painting and gluing!  Hello, I have skills beyond kindergarten, yes?

My plan is to do a silhouette every year for her birthday. And then move into a house with a really long hallway so I can line them all up.

This project was significantly less time-consuming than the little purple sweater, so I WILL be offering my services to others. Leave a comment if you would like a silhouette–either of Stella or your own child/grandchild/niece/nephew/neighbor–and we can work out the details.  Prices will vary but it won’t be $3000, that’s for sure. And I won’t be quitting my day job.

Stella the Pointillist

  • Posted on April 8, 2009 at 8:43 pm

A mighty fine caterpillar. She takes after Seurat, I think. If you stand back and squint, it really comes together.

Best Kiss.

  • Posted on February 4, 2009 at 8:21 pm

Check out the Best Kisses website. This picture made it as one of this week’s best kisses!

aw, what a kiss

aw, what a kiss

First Haircut

  • Posted on February 2, 2009 at 9:43 pm

Lately, Stella has been sporting a very nice emo hairstyle. I decided it was time to get her a haircut and get her bangs out of her eyes. Plus, I am not a big fan of emo.

So on Saturday we went to Tyson’s Corner mall and found Cartoon Cuts, my
top choice for my child’s first overpriced haircut. I tried to explain to Laida, the stylist, that we just needed her bangs trimmed (the $5.99 option), but she gave her layers, which ended up costing $15.99. Because every nine-month old needs layers! It was only slightly traumatizing and she barely cried. Plus we got a nice souvenir–a plastic bag of hair–that I’ll save forever.

Before the haircut, looking a bit scared

Before the haircut, looking a bit scared

Snip snip snip

Snip snip snip

Ouch, the pain

Ouch, the pain

Getting $10 layers

Getting $10 layers

Grrr...I really dont like this

Grrr...I really don't like this

All done....5 minutes later

All done....5 minutes later

The important First Haircut Certificate. Yes, the stylist wrote 2001 instead of 2009.

The important First Haircut Certificate. Yes, the stylist wrote 2001 instead of 2009.

My Wittle Wabbit Hat

  • Posted on January 25, 2009 at 11:20 am

It took me over a month, and I had to start over four times, but I finally finished knitting Stella a pink bunny hat. The pattern is from Stitch n’ Bitch Nation.

I was able to get a few pictures of Stella modeling the hat, just before she pulled it off and stomped on it. Because by the way, she hates hats. I thought maybe, MAYBE, if it was a bunny hat, she would wear it, but she wasn’t so impressed. I even tried wearing it for a while to get her excited about it, but it was a little too small on me.

Heres a view of the bunny face.

Here's a view of the bunny face.

The reluctant model strikes a pose.

The reluctant model strikes a pose

     The upside-down view, otherwise known as the little bunny foo-foo wants to be picked up angle

The upside-down view, otherwise known as the "little bunny foo-foo wants to be picked up" angle

If you want a bunny hat, I’m taking orders. But for the amount of time it took me to make this, let me warn you–it’s not cheap!

A Letter To Stella: Nine Months Old

  • Posted on January 20, 2009 at 9:06 pm

Dear Stella,


You are nine months old–nine whole months. For nine months, you grew inside me, and for nine months, you have grown outside me. And now, each passing day is one more day on the right side of this delicate equation. Everyday I watch you become more like a little girl, and less like the baby who tapped danced in my belly and refused to come out, even with some coaxing. I still remember what it felt like, your somersaults and jabs inside my belly, and I sometimes miss it. I enjoyed everyday of my pregnancy with you, in awe of what my body was capable of.

And now, nine whole months later, everyday you amaze me with your absolute brilliance and moxie–and so it seems you have grown into your name, as I knew you would.

At nine months, you’ve been crawling for over a month, and now that you’re pulling yourself up on furniture and creeping around, I think you’ll be walking in no time.

You’ve got the smallest little nub of a tooth on your bottom gum, but nothing more–my little toothless wonder, I call you.

Your hair is turning blond, your eyes are a light blue-grey, you weigh 17 pounds, 13 ounces and measure 28 inches long.

You say Dada and Baba and Lala and Guh and sometimes Mama, but only if I’m lucky.

You fed yourself corn puffs for the first time last week, a huge accomplishment, and a skill that requires fine hand-eye coordination–though you often miss your mouth, or can’t figure out how to get the puff from your palm to your mouth.

You love to bang on things–I can give you a wooden spoon and a bowl and you’re the happiest little baby.

You are already a social butterfly–you make friends wherever you go. You stare at strangers until they make eye contact with you, then you smile and flirt. You can make any stranger smile–your smile is contagious, and you get so many compliments that I just have to nod and smile and say thank you, yes, I like her too.

You give me kisses when I ask, and you also kiss your stuffed animals and your own reflection in the mirror.

Your favorite books are “Moo Ba La La La” and “Hello Bee, Hello Me”, and I read them to you everyday.

I know how quickly nine months will turn into nineteen months, and then nine years, and then nineteen years. But in the meantime, I love watching you discover the world, and discover yourself, and I can’t wait to see the little girl you will become.

When I was pregnant, I thought  the bond I felt with you as you grew inside me was the strongest feeling I was capable of. Now I know. Now I know.

I love you.

Yours always,


Would You Like Fries With That?

  • Posted on January 6, 2009 at 10:20 pm

Stella took her first trip to Indiana over the holidays.  She loved Indiana, except for the part where she threw up five times. Luckily, I was there to catch her puke in my hands (oh my god what was I thinking why did I stick my hands out and why did I do it it MORE THAN ONCE. Because, like, god forbid we get a little throw-up on the changing pad. The machine washable changing pad.)

No one’s first trip to Indiana is complete without a trip to Steak N’ Shake. Behold, the family tradition:

Brandon, Eric and I after our first trip to Steak N' Shake, 1994

Brandon, Eric and I after our first trip to Steak N' Shake, 1994

This picture was taken when my family went to Indianapolis to buy a house in February of 1994. Steak N’ Shake was a novelty to us–hello, Steakburgers? Milkshakes? Skinny little french fries? We thought we were soooooo funny, wearing the hats and the bibs. The photographer (my mom) caught me mid-sentence, my mouth hanging open so that I look like a big grungy dummy. (It was 1994, almost 15 years ago. Kurt Cobain was still alive and flannel was, like, cool.)

And now, 15 years later:

Stella at Steak N Shake, 2008

Stella at Steak N' Shake, 2008

It looks like they’ve updated the hat slightly–notice the sleek new double line look. The bibs, however, are exactly the same.

(P.S. I’m playing around with the look of the blog–so please excuse the dust while we remodel.)

First Art Project

  • Posted on December 16, 2008 at 9:34 pm

Stella came home from school yesterday with her first ever arts and crafts project:

What a cute little reindeer. I think she did a great job, especially with cutting the head and nose and drawing the eyelashes. I am going to keep it forever and ever and ever.

Gallery of Firsts, Part One

  • Posted on December 8, 2008 at 11:03 pm

Because I am too busy and too tired to write anything even remotely interesting, I present to you: a Gallery of Stella’s Firsts, Part One:

As you can see, Stella has been a busy little girl. Next on the agenda: growing teeth, saying mama, and high fives.