We went to Corona today for a family reunion and Kaya got to meet my uncles, aunts and cousins for the first time. We watched old home movies from the 80s and I realized how much I want to document this time in her life, not only for her Papa and I to remember but for her to have when she's older. I can't wait for the day that she reads this blog and sees these photos and says "Awh Mom, why'd you make me wear those Elton John shades, I looked ridiculous!" and then I can say "20 hours, kid, 20 effing hours".
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Showing posts with label parenthood. Show all posts
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Kaya of the Day
We went to Corona today for a family reunion and Kaya got to meet my uncles, aunts and cousins for the first time. We watched old home movies from the 80s and I realized how much I want to document this time in her life, not only for her Papa and I to remember but for her to have when she's older. I can't wait for the day that she reads this blog and sees these photos and says "Awh Mom, why'd you make me wear those Elton John shades, I looked ridiculous!" and then I can say "20 hours, kid, 20 effing hours".
Thursday, April 2, 2009
We ♥ LA!

We took Kaya to her first Dodger game last night and she LOVED it. Which is fortunate because she will be going to many, many more in her lifetime, coming from a family of Dodger lovers as she does. (Especially since it is free to take her until she turns 4) Before she was even born she had all kinds of Dodger gear and even LA bottles. It's a perfect environment for her because she loves bright lights, being outdoors, loud noises and music and being around people. She was perfectly content to sit on my lap and take it all in while everyone around absolutely fell in love with her. Dodgers won, Mama got to have a beer and get out of the house and do something fun and even Papa- who is not a baseball fan, had a good time.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
The Sound and the Fury
We brought Kaya home from the hospital yesterday. She is the tiniest, most furious little monster imaginable. She screamed the entire way home and has only stopped to eat and occasionally nap. Breastfeeding is almost more painful than childbirth, I still look approximately 11 months pregnant and I only vaguely recollect what "sleeping" was like.
I have never, in my entire life, been happier.
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