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| Practicing with the noise makers |
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| Waiting for Lola |
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| Surprise! |
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| The kids were in charge of placing the candles |
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| Charlotte helping Gi with the lighting of the candles |
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| The Cake Boss |
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| Waiting very patiently |
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| Snuggles and giggles with Charlotte |
Welcome to our little space of the web.
After buying a cute little mill house in Five Points, renovating it and thinking we would never live anywhere else we decided to move. To a rancher. A pink rancher. So not us. But, it will be, with time, elbow grease and good contractors! From the first time we walked in the front door we knew we were home. The new house is right around the corner from my parent's house where I grew up. We are so excited for Matthew and Charlotte to grow up here, riding bikes, going to the pool, playing in the woods... my childhood was filled with freedom and wonder allowed by a safe neighborhood that I could explore and make my place in the world. I am thrilled we can give that to our children.
These days our blog is filled with the adventures of Mateo and Charlotte...mixed in with a few home projects and recipes. But mostly the kids take front and center. Join us on the adventure!
13.9.15
Happy Birthday Lola!
9.9.15
The importance of an education
"You KNOW the importance of an education?" Dad would say. ALL. OF. THE. TIME.
This became a running joke between us. Dad has ALWAYS preached about the importance of an education. (As a teenager this got REALLY old,,,you can imagine)
But, the funny thing is...my college 4th year thesis project, Take a guess what type of building I designed? A school! And I was not content to design JUST the school. I spent the better part of that year asking the question: what makes for a great education? And how does the built environment create a place where learning is optimal? Not only did I design the school, but I also spent a lot of time designing the curriculum for the school I was designing. That was ALL Dad. He instilled that in me. I am his daughter.
Len Baird is a passionate man. And while I didn't follow in his footsteps in medicine (I faint at the sight of blood) I did follow his example in following my passion. I LOVE design. And I knew before I ever knew what architecture was, that I wanted to create places that inspire people to live passionately. This is who I am. My father's daughter. Thanks to his passion and encouragement I followed my dreams of being a designer and today, I get to go to work every day and design great places to live, work and play. That is my father's legacy. And I am so proud to be Len Baird's daughter. Will you walk with us? For more information about the Alzheimer's Organization click here: http://www.alz.org/
If you'd like to join our team, click here! We'd love for you to join us in the fight.
#Walk2EndAlz
This became a running joke between us. Dad has ALWAYS preached about the importance of an education. (As a teenager this got REALLY old,,,you can imagine)
But, the funny thing is...my college 4th year thesis project, Take a guess what type of building I designed? A school! And I was not content to design JUST the school. I spent the better part of that year asking the question: what makes for a great education? And how does the built environment create a place where learning is optimal? Not only did I design the school, but I also spent a lot of time designing the curriculum for the school I was designing. That was ALL Dad. He instilled that in me. I am his daughter.
Len Baird is a passionate man. And while I didn't follow in his footsteps in medicine (I faint at the sight of blood) I did follow his example in following my passion. I LOVE design. And I knew before I ever knew what architecture was, that I wanted to create places that inspire people to live passionately. This is who I am. My father's daughter. Thanks to his passion and encouragement I followed my dreams of being a designer and today, I get to go to work every day and design great places to live, work and play. That is my father's legacy. And I am so proud to be Len Baird's daughter. Will you walk with us? For more information about the Alzheimer's Organization click here: http://www.alz.org/
If you'd like to join our team, click here! We'd love for you to join us in the fight.
#Walk2EndAlz
27.8.15
Let's Walk!
I haven't talked much about my dad and his Alzheimer's diagnosis. Mainly because I have been ignoring it. I don't want to face the reality. But that's not what he would want. He faced his diagnosis with incredible courage and would want me to continue fighting now that he cannot.
I miss my dad.
THIS is how I remember him. Young. Strong. Full of life. And pursuing his passion.
He is still here, but not. Not like he was before. Before this horrible disease robbed him of his life's passion: healing. He was a brilliant surgeon who had an incredible impact on the lives of his patients and their families. It's just not fair. And there was a time that he KNEW what was happening to him and the man who had saved so many lives was powerless to change his own future. It's just not fair.
My heart breaks for my mother. She is such an inspiration of grace and patience and unconditional love and devotion. Her care for my father is such an incredible testimony to the power of true love.
Will you walk with me?
If you'd like to walk with me on September 12, go here to sign up!
If you'd like to walk with me in spirit, please consider a donation or word of encouragement on the fundraising page.
This disease is cruel and I face the reality that someday it will be my children writing about me and fighting this fight for me.
Join me in the fight!
I miss my dad.
THIS is how I remember him. Young. Strong. Full of life. And pursuing his passion.
He is still here, but not. Not like he was before. Before this horrible disease robbed him of his life's passion: healing. He was a brilliant surgeon who had an incredible impact on the lives of his patients and their families. It's just not fair. And there was a time that he KNEW what was happening to him and the man who had saved so many lives was powerless to change his own future. It's just not fair.
My heart breaks for my mother. She is such an inspiration of grace and patience and unconditional love and devotion. Her care for my father is such an incredible testimony to the power of true love.
Will you walk with me?
If you'd like to walk with me on September 12, go here to sign up!
If you'd like to walk with me in spirit, please consider a donation or word of encouragement on the fundraising page.
This disease is cruel and I face the reality that someday it will be my children writing about me and fighting this fight for me.
Join me in the fight!
17.6.15
Breaking the Silence
My 40th birthday has come and gone and I was hoping to be posting a version of Charlotte holding her baby doll with a cute caption like "Charlotte is going to be a great big sister!"
But sadly, sweet baby is in heaven with Jesus. I miscarried at 10 weeks gestation and baby was only measuring about 6 weeks.
When we first found out I was pregnant (on Mother's Day) we vaguely talked to the kids about whether they wanted a little brother or little sister. They both insisted on a little brother!
But I just never felt the presence of life like I did with Matthew and Charlotte. That intuition is amazing and terrifying. I was hoping I was just being dramatic and that everything would work out just fine. We would have another tax season baby come January. It was daunting to think of all of the logistics that three would entail but it was just as daunting when we had Matthew and then Charlotte 18 months later.
Now that the physical is over I am sad. For all of the possibility that new life holds but will never be realized. For not getting to watch you grow up. For not getting to watch daddy, Matthew and Charlotte fall in love with you. For all of the what ifs.
So here I am breaking the silence. We have talked about so many things online and miscarriage needs to be one of them. My doctor says she sees 1 out of every 3 pregnancies end. 1 out of 3. That is staggering.
It's been hard these last few days to know what to say when someone asks how I am doing. I have defaulted to "I am ok" but I am thinking about the sweet what ifs and so sad that our baby isn't still here with us.
30.5.15
Charlotte is TWO!
I cannot believe this little sweet girl is TWO!
This year her birthday was on a Thursday so we went to Starbucks for a slice of pumpkin bread!
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| Yummmmy! |
Somehow I have managed to get away with not throwing a birthday parties until now. And I so wish I hadn't waited so long to get started!
For Charlotte's birthday we rented a covered picnic table at the Brahan Springs Park splash pad and playground and invited her friends from school. Quite a few families joined us for some cake and water play! We loved getting to know some of her classmates and their mommies and daddies. All in all it was a success!
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| Isn't this cake amazing!!! Malou did an amazing job! |
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| So serious |
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| Hanging out with her friends! |
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| Matthew, the Cake Boss, was of course thrilled with the prospect of cake ALL weekend long! |
19.5.15
Happy Mother's Day!
This Mother's Day Paul created the book below for me. He drew the figures on construction paper. It is a perfect depiction of our lives with two toddlers and how we got here! I so needed the light hearted view of my life as a mommy and the chance to laugh at myself knowing that these moments are fleeting and some day I will desperately miss this time with my kids (even if all I want now is to escape with a good book and a glass of wine!)
But back to the book. I really think Paul missed his calling, don't you? I think his next book should be an illustrated version of his Jaws bedtime story he's been telling Matthew lately!!!
8.4.15
Pure EXHILARATION!
Charlotte can pretty much do anything that her older brother can do. She is fearless and determined to not be left behind. This has led her to tackle some of the playground equipment that Matthew is just now figuring out! And slides! She LOVES a good slide!
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