Tag Archives: Waylon

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Kid.

You are the perfect button pusher, the perfect soul stopper, the perfect bad day fixer.

You chase me around the house, unfolding the wash, screaming for cookies, spitting out your food. I throw up my hands. What did I do to deserve you?

You run to me with long open arms, wanting Big Hug or Big Kiss, stroking my hair, whispering in my ear. I look at you. What did I do to deserve you?

You are contemplative and moody, affectionate and messy, tentative and brave.

You want so desperately to be big even though you still ask to nurse daily, ask for cuddles hourly, even though you still want to fall asleep in my arms.

I am always so busy. You want my attention with every inch. I try to distract you, but you know all my tricks and are not afraid to be a dinosaur.

In the grocery store you say HELLO to every single soul even though I’m trying to hurry, hurry. I feel shy. You tell me: SAY HI MAMA. I let out all my breaths.

You are smart. You are tall. You are clumsy and vain.

You are made of all our best dreams.

You are loved.

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Thank you Suzie Yoder for the perfect homemade apron.

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Another month, another digital scrapbook page so I don’t forget. Kid, here are your stats:

20 Months

Height: 34" (81%)

Weight: 22 lbs (4%)

Milestones: Repeating and recognizing letters and growing your vocabulary word by word.

Lest you be fooled by these pictures, our 20 month old is not potty trained. He does love to wear underwear like a boss. The second those bad boys are on, he turns into the incredible hulk and runs around the house making muscles and quoting Lou Ferrigno. Oy.

Happy 20 Months, superstar.

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I grew up in a home movie kind of family. From the day I was born, my dad has been wielding a giant camera to capture first steps, family vacations, and birthday parties just like his father and his father’s father. It’s pretty great. Not only is it fun to watch a younger version of yourself, but who doesn’t want to remember chicken pox, jelly shoes, or that time you shut down a water park due to blood and screaming? (True story)

27 years later and here I am, now wielding my own camera at all the important and unimportant moments in life. Say what you will about living in the moment and an over photographed world, it doesn’t bother me. I love replaying wedding videos, travel diaries, and staring at Waylon’s baby face. It reminds me how fast we’re moving. It’s also just a great way to remember how young we were and laugh about flare jeans. Can you believe those things? I looked like a celery stalk wearing denim.

What about you? Do you have home movies of you growing up? Do you take videos now?

Home videos from the past few months. Music credit: She&Him + Of Monsters And Men.

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More home movies here.