As we were driving to the beach here in Westport this Christmas afternoon, Miss A looked down at the new fluffy stuffed puppy in her arms (Santa's gift!) and said, "I think I'm falling in love with him." What more could a mama hope for on Christmas? Our day has included little crabbies at the beach, tons of crumpled wrapping paper, puzzles, Candy Land, a blazing fire, Cream Puffs, snow melt, smocked holiday dresses with striped stockings, and decadent coffee cake. I hope your holiday blessings have been many, too.
I am a mama, Certified Professional Midwife, dancer/choreographer, gardener, photographer-in-progress, collector, yogi, and lover of the quirky/wild/wierd/wonderful. Myself, two daughters, one dog, two rats, two hamsters, and an ever-changing number of fish reside in an old farmhouse on two limestone-ridden acres in the Hill Country of Central Texas.
My irrational obsessions include: bright blue borage flowers, embroidered pillows, tunics, vintage tablecloths, shoe lasts, rusted iron, my daughter's smile, and the sunshine on my face.