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Posted: January 24, 2015

 “A portrait of my son, once a week, every week in 2015“ DJ –  You found these cowboy boots tucked deep in your closet. They were handed down to us and are much too big for you, but you don’t seem disturbed. You love slipping your feet into them and clomping around upstairs for minutes on end.

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Posted: January 17, 2015

“A portrait of my son, once a week, every week in 2015“ DJ – I am in constant awe of your personality that is shaping right in front of our eyes. Already, I see so much of your daddy and I in you, both good and bad traits. You make me so proud.

An Open Letter to my Son: Just be Yourself

Posted: January 13, 2015

Since before my son DJ was born in March 2013, I have been writing to him in the form of a book made up mostly of words of guidance that I hope he will hold dear to him as he grows older. In this day and age, where we are inundated with “perfect” images of everyones’ “perfect” lives across social media, I found this particular letter to be of utter importance. — Son, If you take away only one thing from this book, DJ, please let it be this: just be yourself. You are good enough. Most people are afraid…

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Posted: January 10, 2015

“A portrait of my son, once a week, every week in 2015“ DJ – This week I‘ve seen a real shift in the toys you play with. As in, there are a select few. As a result, I’ve packed up a lot of your toys, put some aside for hand me downs, and put the others in your toy chest upstairs. I love that you’re taking more of an interest in the puzzles and blocks these days. I never really considered not continuing on with this project this year since I ended up capturing some great moments last year. My…

DJ, at 21 months

Posted: December 28, 2014

I want to remember the way you say “mmmm” when you eat something you really enjoy. I want to remember how when you get a hold of something you know you shouldn’t have, you turn to us and hold up your index finger close to your face as if to say, “I just want to play with it for a second!” I want to remember how much you love the bench at our new table. That you seem to eat much more if we set your plate down and let you eat standing up at your own pace. I want…

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Posted: December 28, 2014

“A portrait of my child, once a week, every week in 2014” Another yearly tradition in the bag: family photos at Christmas time in the Bellagio atrium. So happy that we have done this for five years now. And just like that this incredible, frustrating-at-times, inspiring series comes to an end. Will I continue on in 2015? I think I just might…

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Posted: December 20, 2014

“A portrait of my child, once a week, every week in 2014” This week, despite it being so up and down, he blew me away with how much he is beginning to really understand us. I’m truly starting to feel as though my baby is officially gone.

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Posted: December 13, 2014

It is 12:15 on a cool, Saturday afternoon and my son has just gone down for his nap. With a steaming, black cup of coffee beside me, I finally have a moment to sit and get some of these thoughts out of my head. I feel as though I have reached an all-new level of exhaustion. This one is different from the debilitating exhaustion you feel with a newborn, and beyond that of the average stay at home mom. I’m exhausted with myself; with my emotions and the million excruciating thoughts that domineer my mind. I’m exhausted by the status…

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Posted: December 13, 2014

“A portrait of my child, once a week, every week in 2014” To date he hasn’t shown even the slightest interest in stuffed animals. When I spotted this Mickey toy, I had a feeling he would adore it. Turns out, he can’t get enough of it, and carries it around constantly, always tucked closely against him. It was meant to be a Christmas present, wrapped under the tree. I’ll give him just this one early. 

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Posted: December 6, 2014

“A portrait of my child, once a week, every week in 2014” This age, like any age, comes with its complications. But my goodness, this kid. He has my whole heart and so much more. 20 months is the best yet.