A week of babies

Simon. photo by elise

What's this season's hottest accessory? That's right! It's babies ya'll. If you don't have one yet, GET ONE. Your summer ensemble isn't complete without one of these velvety ball-headed burritos slung over your shoulder or nestled just below your new amazing cleavage. Dress them in complementary colors to your own outfit, or go with a juicy saturated color to really make them pop. Pair with over-sized shades to hide your tired eyes and your sexiest house slippers.

Really though, all my friends finally hopped on the baby train and it's exciting and wonderful to meet the little ones who are turning their respective worlds upside down. This week was one long baby party and I loved it. Five babies in seven days? Bring it! Ruby was completely fascinated and today we wrote a story in which Jesse turned from a bearded pirate into a mermaid man and finally, into a baby with a pacifier. Ha! My friends tease Evan and I for our love of infants but can you blame us for fawning? Babies are magic.

highschool sweethearts me'n'elise

the other memeber of the trifecta, dara

Miss Judah and Dara

Judah warrior princess fashion. photo by dara

Chad and baby Silas

Silas for lunch

Meagan and baby Avey

Avey

Jen and Miss Charlie

Mazzy's Holiday

Our sweet friend Mazzy was born on October 31st, (and Elise!) and being a holiday baby myself (Christmas) I know how it feels to have your one day of the year overshadowed by holiday nonsense.

Therefore, I would like to take this opportunity to declare the last day of October re-appropriated to be the national celebration of Mazzy and Elise's birth! There shall be feasting, dancing, music, sweetmeats, presents, and fantasy. Let this new holiday celebrate life and family and the glory it is to be a girl. WE ARE TO PARTY.

Mazzy's party was actually held on the 30th this year, and we drove out to Manchaca, Tx dressed as a monkey, a pachyderm, Mami-Poppins, and a umm....monkey wrangler.

It is so great to still know people that I've known since I was fifteen, though I only see them about once a year. They know me better than most of my "closer" friends, just because they've seen so many different manifestations of myself. Waif hippie Shayla, Gypsy carnie Shayla, Globe trotter Shayla, Waitress Shayla, Mountain girl Shayla, Set dresser Shayla, Bartender Shayla, Artist Shayla, Wife Shayla, Mommy Shayla.

(Those last two are my favorite)


It is even greater to watch our offspring interacting joyfully and wondering "Will they stay friends their whole life like we have?? Will they smoke cappuccino flavored pipe tobacco in the woods while sharing a chocolate orange and playing Neil Young guitar songs and thinking deep teen thoughts? Will they be roommates, bandmates, bestmates?"

One could waste a jolly good week thinking pleasant thoughts like those, best shake it off and just watch.