Tuesday, February 26, 2013

And I Love This Boy

Oh, Trevor. He's only been alive for 3 months and I can't remember what it was like before he was in our lives. He is delightful in every sense of the word. One night I found myself rushing to finish cleaning our apartment just so I could play with this little guy before we went to bed. And every once in a while he'll give me a preview of what his full-blown laugh will sound like. He is easy going and puts up with a lot of poking and prodding from his big brother. And when we are all together having a conversation, he interjects his thoughts with some pretty adorable cooing. I had no idea how I was going to love another child as much as I love my first born. Trevor makes it easy.

photos by Michelle Greer

Friday, February 22, 2013

I Love This Boy

Now that Blake is not the only kid around these parts, I find myself cherishing the one-on-one time I have with him. He is hilarious and sweet. He is quick to apologize and give me a kiss when he's done something that upsets me. He checks in with me a few times a day asking, "Mom, you happy?" And usually I can answer, "Yes, Blake. I am happy."

Thursday, February 21, 2013


We've laid low this winter, but I did want a good snowstorm to dump a few inches of snow on Brooklyn so Blake could play in it. I loved playing in the snow when I was a kid and was excited as Nemo approached NYC.
My favorite times in Brooklyn are when no one else is out: early mornings, rainy days, and during blizzards.

Breaking in the snow bibs he got for Christmas.

It was so incredibly cold and windy! We lasted about 30 minutes and then made the trek back home.

Super Blake is here to save the day!

Trevor did venture out with us on this little adventure. But he decided to hang out in the stroller while we braved the cold.

This blizzard did teach me one thing: I should be grateful for the times my parents took me sledding or helped me build a snowman. While I loved playing in the snow when I was a kid, that love has faded over the years. We got the 18 inches I wanted and now we are ready for spring!

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Things Blake Says

His budding vocabulary makes me smile and laugh out loud on a daily basis.

Blake: "We don't say mean words. We say nice words."
Me: "What are some nice words we can say?"
Blake: "You are very smart. You are pretty. You are wonderful!"

"He not a girl! He a woman!"
(We're working on our pronouns.)

"I'm getting upstrated!"
"I'm upset!"
"I'm very angry!"

"You happy?"

"Tori, I have a question for you. My question is did you get any presents?"

"Quiet time over?"

"I am the Lorax. I speak for the trees. Please pay attention."

Friday, February 1, 2013

Love Stories

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

My heart was racing after bounding up the stairs.

"Get back down here!"
"No! I have to study!"
"No you don't! Come on!"

I casually made my way downstairs to be interrogated by Evan's roommates. I couldn't wipe the goofy grin off my face. I had had a great time with Evan. There was no hiding that.

"So how was it?"
"It was good. I had fun."
"What did you do?"
"We just went miniature golfing and then he dropped me off."
"Wait, did you find out his real name?"
"Oh ya. It's Evan. Well actually it's Paul. He's named after his dad. His dad is Paul. He goes by his middle name, Evan."

His roommates were shocked I knew his real name now and even why they called him Magic.

"So why Magic?"
"Well, his initials are the same as Magic Johnson's, the basketball player. So there ya go."

More goofy grinning from me ensued.

As I sat there trying not to look as twitterpated as I felt, I wondered if Evan knew his friends were questioning me about what would turn out to be my last first date. I later found out that he had no idea they were there.

I knew my friends were going to want to know the details of the date, but I certainly couldn't talk about it with Evan's friends hanging around. I feigned exhaustion and said I was going to bed.

"Wait, one more question. What happened, ya know, when he dropped you off?"
(pause. goofy grin.) "I don't kiss and tell," I said as I walked back upstairs.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Are you serious?! Get back here!"