a baby is born

welcome luke russell young!

born this morning to proud parents kenny and emmelie young, and totally obliterating baby caleb as the largest newborn in the family: weighing in at 10 lbs. 6 oz.

caleb's first cut

after his first haircut this afternoon, handsome little big man now looks like this:

during his first haircut this afternoon, poor little big man looked like this:

many thanks to ms. christina and ms. terianne for their expert help. twould have been many more tears involved (mine included!) had i done this myself.

and kudos to brave baby caleb. i totally agree with you, babe, clippers are scary!

eat your veggies

caleb is very expressive when it comes to food.

he eats most of his veggies mostly whole and mostly raw (ala baby-led weaning), but every now and again, i do sneak in some baby food greens.

which he loves.


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out to sea

here are a few close up pics of the girls' mother's day dresses.

these dresses are an original design and include tulle and chiffon underskirts and a removable fabric flower pin. the bodice is adapted from schwin & schwin's maggie mae tunic.

caleb's tie tutorial is from delia creates. i included button hole elastic and a button for more adaptable sizing.

the fabric is out to sea by sarah jane for michael miller.

for those of you who don't know, the mother's day dresses were a tradition i began a few years ago in honor of my mother and grandmother who taught me, among many other things, how to sew.

so frail and small a thing

"How many pounds does the baby weigh -
Baby who came but a month ago?
How many pounds from the crowning curl
To the rosy point of the restless toe?"

Grandfather ties the 'kerchief knot,
Tenderly guides the swinging weight,
And carefully over his glasses peers
To read the record, "only eight."

Softly the echo goes around:
The father laughs at the tiny girl;
The fair young mother sings the words,
While grandmother smooths the golden curl.

And stooping above the precious thing,
Nestles a kiss within a prayer,
Murmuring softly "Little one,
Grandfather did not weigh you fair."

Nobody weighed the baby's smile,
Or the love that came with the helpless one;
Nobody weighed the threads of care,
From which a woman's life is spun.

No index tells the mighty worth
Of a little baby's quiet breath -
A soft, unceasing metronome,
Patient and faithful until death.

Nobody weighed the baby's soul,
For here on earth no weights there be
That could avail; God only knows
Its value in eternity.

Only eight pounds to hold a soul
That seeks no angel's silver wing,
But shrines it in this human guise,
Within so frail and small a thing!

Oh, mother! laugh your merry note,
Be gay and glad, but don't forget
From baby's eyes looks out a soul
That claims a home in Eden yet.

--Ethel Lynn Beers

heartbreakers

al fresco

the first outdoor dining of the season.