And he cuddled like a mother #######  BOSS!

I sometimes forget that he is still so little. He is so verbal and so wise beyond his years, but when it comes down to it he still wants to put on last years Buzz Lightyear costume and cuddle up in Mommy’s bed.

And that is a-okay with me.

One of my favorite places in DC is the National Cathedral. My family will find this as no surprise as when we were in Rome I dragged them into every.single.church. and when we visited New York guess what is on the itinerary? Oh St. Patrick’s. I swoon. And from there I force them to visit chapel after Cathedral reading about the Saints and lighting candles.

I adore Cathedrals. Catholic Cathedrals. Actually any big old fancy church.  I positively WEPT at the design travesty that is the Los Angeles Cathedral. Give me old school all the way. Midnight Mass at St. Charles Borromeo (not a Cathedral, just awesome) near our old home was a tradition Zach and I adored. I miss that. Midnight Mass when you have wee ones is a bit tricky, isn’t it? Also, I’m not actually Catholic, but it was my primary study subject in school and even as I creep closer towards a more mature age (while eschewing actual maturity) I still long to go back and study the heck outta those popes! I’d be Catholic in a heartbeat if it weren’t for that pesky inequality thing, and I don’t think it’s quite right to join up having a major problem with a church (although Andrew Sullivan would disagree).

Wow this post went a different way than I had thought.

We go to the National Cathedral every year for Mother’s Day. It’s heaven.

and my boys are heaven on earth.

P.S. I’m just waiting for JCrew CrewCuts kids to come for the Boss. Because, really.

The oh so incredible Kate wrote this re-cap of Listen To Your Mother. Take a second and give it a gander. It was magic. It was heaven.

I know Mother’s day is about spoiling mom (and for Mother’s Day I myself would like to act like a dad…sleep in, watch whatever I want and then have someone else get up with the baby next morning at 4 am.) but really I am spoiled every day.

Because they are mine.

I am so, so, spoiled.

Happy Mother’s day!

(linking up to Memories Captured)

Sigh. Today I went to my very first pre-school Mother’s Day Tea. I feel like I had a motherhood right of passage and it was adorable. Sometimes being a mother is absurdly beautiful. My little date and I had so much fun together, my sweet first born was really in need of some individual attention.
Much needed.

because this guy:

is rocking one bad ass ear infection with a side of 103 hotness. It’s decidedly not awesome. Thankfully he has his blankie from MommaKiss she made it for him and I am pretty sure she knitted it from magical unicorns or possibly kittens. It is just that soft.

And for reals, this right here? Is my favorite iVoices video I have ever, ever done. Because really, I have turned into my mother. At least a little bit. Have you?

Have a WONDERFUL MOTHER’S DAY!

And apparently I am not the only one who has said them, and ahem done them.
Motherhood is weird y’all.

I need to tell you all about Listen To Your Mother. How we filled the house, how we brought that house down, how kick ass it was to be back on stage…but I just need to process a bit. And maybe sleep. Hopefully, but Huck has an ear infection because of course.

Working on a post for Just Be Enough I happened to google the last time I was on stage and I found a video I had never seen before. The last play I did meant a lot to me. Written by a friend, it was the culmination of many years of playing the part of Katie.

I love this character so much, I still do. She has a part of my soul. Watching clips of it I wish I had more, I want to relive it.

 

I can do this, I can do Listen To Your Mother. I might have an Irish Lilt though…

Sometimes a blast from the past can bring up a lot of emotions, I’m in a whirlwind right now.

To hold you over…a Huckleberry claps!

By this time next week I will be relaxing and (hopefully) basking in the HUGE success that was DC’s very first Listen To Your Mother show. I’m directing. I’m overwhelmed and freaking out and just…GAH!

But in a good way. Does that make sense?

Last night I met with one of my favorite people, Sue, and I suddenly morphed back into pre-baby acting coach ME. I broke down her exquisite piece with her section by section and it felt good. So good. Thankfully Sue was really open to it. I can’t wait to watch her take to the stage and soar.

I haven’t been on stage since before I got pregnant with The Boss. So, five years. Five years. I am terrified and thrilled about it.

This weekend I just stopped. Overwhelmed to the point of immobility, and it was a re-run of the Big Bang Theory that provided the giddyup in my gate. Sheldon employing the Shower Principle. Do a menial task and allow the rest of your brain to problem solve. With not a second to spare, my brain in a tangled mess of panic and problem solving, I decided to make an acid eaten mirror. Because, obviously. Despite the two hours not spent on Listen to Your Mother work, I felt better. Less panicked. Then in between rehearsals I painted the bathroom, naturally. I should panic more often…I get shite done! And yes, as soon as I can I’ll post pictures. I’m now eying every mirror in the house thinking “You want to be eaten by acid don’t you?”  Some of them do, I’m telling you, some of them do.

Just like any show some things haven’t gone according to plan…but much like a wedding -if we are married at the end of the day it’s a success- if at the end of Listen To Your Mother these brave women’s stories have been heard, it’s a success.Extra success if we get to write a big check to Why Mommy’s charity…I think we will!

It’s not to late to get tickets, but they are going fast!

Also, if anyone knows a DC Videographer who wants to be amazing and worshiped let me know!

We are feeding ourselves over here. It’s half awesome, half total disaster.

Don’t you dare clear that plate before he is ready.

Baby Brother will cut you if you take away his crushed Kix covered banana slices. I’ve given up on bibs and have begun employing a diaper only dress code.

And this guy? Well he has taken to eat/napping. On the floor. Cheerios are his new favorite, perhaps it has something to do with Baby Brother chowing down on them.

Shhhhh. Don’t wake him.

There was a time, back in the day, when I fancied myself a scrapbooker. That is to say I went crazy and bought all sorts of pretty paper and books and the stickers…Oh! The stickers. But, alas, no scrapbooker am I. Every time I passed that aisle at the craft store I could feel Martha Stewart’s disdain towards my hoarding of unused scrapbooking supplies. It was palpable, people. So I did the only thing I could possibly do,  I donated them. I mean, really who was I kidding? Then I had kids and the desire to create books that showcased the awesomeness of their awesomeness was strong, but the time (and certainly the skill) was lacking.

I count you people who scrapbook while parenting in the same category as those who parent while doing those crazy manicures on Pinterest. That category is called when do you sleep? I admire you all, I do but I just don’t have it in me. Then the whole professional printed picture book craze began and I thought oh yes! I want one of those! Forget scrapbooks and old school photo albums! Now THAT is more my style, but really? I don’t have the time to even learn how to do that, and I harbor a not so secret fear that the book I design will look¸ well, crappy. But those books? Especially the big ones, they are the wave of the future people, and I want in on that. Because all I know is I am desperate for my kids to go to bed, then they do, and then I look at pictures of them and miss them.

Because motherhood is wacky y’all.

Snapfish to the rescue! Snapfish gave me the opportunity to try out their Mother’s Day photo book templates  and I jumped at the chance because as I said, I love to look at pictures of my kids.  I want to be altruistic, I want to send this book to my mother or give it to my mother in law, but I am so.very.selfish. and therefore I confess I am keeping it for me. FOR ME I SAY!

Snapfish has some really cool layouts including new Mother’s day templates (I chose Letterpress for Mom) which are clean, easy to use, and all around pretty. There is a simple drag and drop design tool, and you can import your pictures straight from Facebook or Flickr which rocks in case you are like me and constantly find yourself going ‘now where did I store that dang thing?”  Plus the best thing ever – you can save and come back to the project later- which was awesome for me as I am frequently dropping whatever I am doing to rescue Huckleberry from a Boss headlock or racing someone to the potty. It’s a glamorous life, I tell ya! I spent most of the weekend scouring through all our old pictures and wishing I they gave out really good cameras at the hospital when you birth a baby because dude, some of these pictures of Baby Boss are shoddy, luckily I can easily make a collage page of all the super cute but unable to be blown up without looking all pac-man pixilated baby Boss pictures. Win!

I can’t wait to get my book. I am anxiously awaiting it’s arrival and I can guarantee you two things. 1. It looks awesome and 2. I will be ordering two more just like it for the grandmothers because it’s the perfect Mother’s Day present for them.

If you are looking for a great Mother’s Day present for your mom (or yourself!) or really just want a picture book check out Snapfish.com, so easy to use and the prices are great. I predict I will be starting a yearly book and working on it here and there…since you can save the project!  when it arrives)

p.s. Mom? I know you read the blog every day so…..HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!

***This post is sponsored by Snapfish as part of their support of the LISTEN TO YOUR

MOTHER SHOW 2012 series of Mother’s Day performances. I am directing

the DC show on May 6^th (Get your tickets NOW! they are going fast! )

My iPhone met an anti-climactic end on Thursday. It simply closed it’s eyes and went to sleep, never to wake again. I suppose that’s how we all want to go, how we want our beloveds to go, peacefully and in the arms of someone who loves them…someone begging them not to leave and telling them they are so, so loved and they don’t know how to live without them.

So it was with me and my iPhone.

To say I felt as though I was missing a limb would be an understatement. I wasn’t sure how to function, and I am not just talking constant Twitter interactions or emails…but what if something happened to my kids while I was away from them at Meet a Mom Live on Thursday night? Not to mention that everyone was making awesome glass art at ahem, Awesome Art and I couldn’t twitpic!

You know that vexes me greatly.

Saturday was jam packed and so it was not until Sunday that I got to go meet the Genius who was facillitating the adoption of my new baby! I decided to switch it up this time and got a white 4s and we are in love. You can frequently find us just gazing at one another as I take in her perfection.

And that brings me to my new obsession. Kate Spade. There was nary a iphone case that I liked at the Apple iPhone Adoption Agency, I liked the Kate Spade ones they had but I need a hard case. A quick search on the nearest 15 inch Mac Book Pro (Dear God that is a gorgeous, gorgeous computer!) and I fell  in love with a case so lovely it called out to me. Luckily for me it was at Nordstrom and luckily for me Nordstrom was three stores down.

It was the last one, hidden behind all the other polka dotted Kate Spade cases. As I swaddled my new iPhone baby in her beautiful new case, suddenly all was right in my social media world.

{Nordstrom}

It was then that I realized perhaps I was late to the Kate Spade game, and so when I got home I searched…and fell in love. Green is my favorite color and the Kate Spade green is the world’s most beautiful green second only to the true green of the happy leaves that surround pink peonies.

Sigh.

Now, to convince Zach that we need to re-do the bedroom. Again. I need this. It makes me happy.

{Bed Bath & Beyond}

At the very least I must posses this Good Night/ Good Morning pillow. How sweet is this?

(Also? I need this shower curtain. Kate Spade? Marry me!)

Pink, navy and orange? Sign me up. I swoon.

Let’s not discuss the handbags. THE HANDBAGS! They are on my maybe we will get a million dollars before mother’s day and I can get one along with a Max & Chloe monogram necklace and a laptop list.

Clearly I have the I wants.