a letter to Oscar Fox

I've held you now for two hours, uninterrupted. Watched light dance across your face, your eyes flicker every now and again. I study your lips, so much like your brothers and trace your ears, like Amos & Ezra's. I cradle your feet & wrap your tiny fingers around my thumb. I take in your hair line and dark eyebrows, wondering if you'll be a towhead like the others, or if you'll stay dark. I breath you in and pray that I'll remember for all eternity how your tiny body feels splayed across my lap, cradled in my arms.

weekly portrait | week 4

from jan. 27

taking stock // 001

making: lists & plans 

eating: all the soup, because, winter 

drinking: bottomless coffee 

reading: all the pretty horses [technically mikey is reading aloud to me]

listening: to iron & wine and adele 
texting: amber & alexa 

watching: the crown [season 2]

bookmarking: birthday ideas for Mikey & Ez 
wanting: [desperately] warmer weather 

looking: forward to the Palmetto 200 & a night in Charleston afterwards 

enjoying: researching and collecting and making  
waiting: on one of my best friend's baby to arrive 

wondering: if said baby is going to be a boy or girl (?)

loving: my new perfume - my "want" from my boy for Christmas 
hating: being in a cooking rut 
hoping: to really get the ball rolling on the plans mikey & i have been working on

marveling: at the baby stage [again] ... it never gets old 

needing: to catch up on journaling 

wearing: my fav sweat pants & new red adidas shirt 

smelling: snow 
noticing: the stack of felt mikey asked me to put away yesterday (oops) 

knowing: that i should go to bed 

laughing: at mike's bed time tales from tonight 

thinking: about the letter i meant to write earlier this week 

daydreaming: about summer travels with my five boys 

wishing: i'd squeezed in a run today 

feeling: excited about secret birthday plans already made for mikey 
celebrating: [finally] having a baby that likes to sleep at night 

weekly portrait | week 3

from jan. 17 

snow day

We had a blast playing in the snow with these boys! We deemed it the perfect snow day. We stayed home this year instead of tromping around town to play with friends and thoroughly enjoyed sledding on a neighbor's hill that just happened to be one yard away. 

Things I want to remember:

homemade donuts for breaky

a pot o' soup for lunch

bottomless coffee 

solly, our snow bunny 

snow-cream with melbug 

s'mores by the "camp" fire in the den before the camp out (where nobody actually slept)