To my Goon... for your jokes that make us laugh whether we get them or not (keep workshopping), your knowing what you want (and getting stronger about asking for it), your self awareness, your basic instinct to share, to smile, to make others feel good about themselves, your honesty, your allergy to napkins and silverware,... Continue Reading →
"Ima, feel how soft my hair is." How many times have we said/heard our girl friends say this? "Ima my hair is so smooth today, I used extra conditioner." She has thick hair and it gets knotty; I tell her to use double. "Ima, <boy friend> is going to love it..." Huh? "He tells me... Continue Reading →
This is the year, Bebe. The year I start to feel the weight of what it is to raise a daughter. There's something about this year - kindergarten, the oldest of the gan years, first grade prep, heightened self awareness, heightened emotional intelligence, deeper self expression. Taking more responsibility. Finding love in different places. Volunteering... Continue Reading →
Bebe, We enjoyed such a great summer together. It was the highlight of the last half year. Your curiosity is my favorite thing I discovered about you. You've got to touch and smell and feel and wonder at everything. It's your age, and it's you. Wearing a flowery dress to feel pretty, while exploring a... Continue Reading →
Because it's so obvious I'm going to just lay it out, plain and simple. Because it's so cliche, I'm going to hide behind my hands while doing it, peeking out between two fingers: Once upon a time, there was a little girl who spent her early childhood in the 1980's, into the 1990's. It was... Continue Reading →
While I knew I couldn't hold out forever, I didn't think it would be this soon. Bebe proudly declared: "I want a princess party this year!" Always up for a challenge, I knew I could make this work - make my daughter insanely happy at her 5-year birthday party while pass down and keep some... Continue Reading →
For the sweetest person I know, I want for you strength. For you to recognize the right time and place. To continue loving the little things, for not even knowing what is 'little'. I want for you to recognize your power. I want for your love to never be bound. For your creativity to go... Continue Reading →
Six months and you seem way more than four and a half. well, most of the time. On our trip in Australia, you faced some fears head on and opened yourself to learning more. For example, after a few years of being freaked out by the beach, and a summer of going (on two different... Continue Reading →
New to the Bebe show? Here's what you missed. Four years ago I became a mom for the second time - to a quiet, sleepy, cuddly bebe. Nicknamed by her older brother before she was born, Bebe is also who made me mother to a daughter. I often feel that while I teach my firstborn... Continue Reading →
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