Wednesday, January 27, 2010


This morning I lulled Klein off to sleep with Aqueous Transmission from Incubus. It is such a great lullaby. Also, I've always LOVED Pale September by Fiona Apple as a lullaby. Both songs that I have fallen asleep to myself. I'm not just talking baby here. I am wondering what you all fall asleep to. I would love to get some good suggestions.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

I Just Love...

watching the Food Network on a Sunday nite. Tonite it was battle mackerel. I wonder who will win.

Thursday, January 21, 2010

In a Effort

In an effort to improve my photography skills and my artistic eye, I have commissioned my friend Sjauna who lives across the country and is also photography-minded to start a project with me just like this one.

It is called Jem Days and it is one picture every morning for a year. I hope to make it into a coffee table book.

Here is the link

Check it out if you feel so inclined.

Monday, January 18, 2010

A Day in the LIfe

I know tons of you are dying to know what it's like to be Klein. Well, for those of you who are interested, I am starting a photo blog of Klein's first year. He's not quite 7 weeks so even though I missed a few days, I'll be on track to get most of it documented. Starting today, I will be posting at least 1 picture a day of the Meister or something having to do with being him.

Here is the address:

Hope you all enjoy!

Summing it Up

This pretty much sums up our (mine and Klein's) life right now. This is an actual picture of my face. I haven't posted it in a while (and with good reason). See little Kleiners looking at his mommy. I wonder if he knows me yet.

I don't know why I love his little fussy face so much!

Such a sweet boy.

His eyes are really starting to lighten to a blue color instead of the slate color they were when he was born. He's looking more and more like Daddy every day.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

At 6 weeks this little man...
  • weights over 11 pounds
  • loves to lift his head up and look around
  • loves the ceiling fan
  • loves his rattle toy with a black and white bullseye
  • loves faces
  • smiles back with the cutest dimples
  • is cooing
  • is in the 50th percentile for height, weight, and head circumference
  • is a happy boy
  • is loved so much by all (especially his mommy)


One of the perks of being up at 3 in the morning is moments like these...
But I can't think of any other perks about being up at 3 in the morning.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Just enjoying the view.

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Klein 3 Ways

These were taken a while ago to send to the girl who got us this cute outfit and I just think they're so funny.

Picture 1: Mischievous
Picture 2: Prayerful
Picture 3: Skeptical





When Anne and I were younger, and sometimes still today, we have a song. It goes like this:

"Broadwaaay, I'm on Broadwaay..."

That's it. That's all there is. And it's so funny. Because we sing it in a Broadway voice and we joke that it is our dream to be on Broadway.

This picture reminds me of our song.
In Chi-Town a year ago, there was a sighting of Anne's Broadway ghost in front of the Water Tower.

It made me laugh so hard.

Going through old pictures, I became depressed thinking about the vast expanse between the way I look now and the way I'd like to look. Although it has only been one month since having the baby, and I definitely look better now than I did when I was preggers, I still have a long way to go...

This Thursday I should hopefully get the okay from my doctor that working out is fine and I hope to be able to get myself in gear and make Klein proud and reassure Grant that his marriage choice was not a bait and switch.

PS. Klein is asleep in his swing and he keeps grunting and then I hear these baby fartinhos (that's Portuguese for little baby farts). It makes me laugh. He's really working hard over there. It's funny because his fartinhos sound like adult farts, only cute. Grant and I were talking about how everything he does is cute. His sneezes, his coughs, his grunts and squeaks, his burps, his farts and poops (well, maybe his poops aren't cute, but they aren't gross). We are enjoying the cute phase,

and the dream of being on Broadwaay.