I promise a BIG post is coming soon. But in the meantime, on the last day of 2011 our daughter made a new friend at the park.
She went to a glow in the dark dance party at Bounce U. You’re supposed to bounce in all of the bounce houses, but they played GaGa and The Party People, so mostly Sunshine just danced around the warehouse screaming “Shake your booty!!!”
Then we headed to her Godmother’s house for dinner and an early Happy New Year party!
I hope you’re New Year is the best of your life. I’ve gotta feeling that 2012 will be the Best. Year. Yet.
My Mother In Law sent these photos from NC and I really really think they capture the tiny tornado that is my child.
I feel like the photo above really captures her appetite for all things food and drink. While the next photo (below) really says…
I am in charge and all of you are my human helpers/assistants.
*Note the little side eye. She’s like, hey you…this is my board room, you’re in my light!
For just one second can you imagine raising this kid? If you tell her that the president in Obama, she will respond with “Oh no…ME!” Then I say “Nooooo it’s Obama” then she says “Noooooo MEEEEEEEE! GAY-CEE”
I mean I think she might be someday- I’ll just stay out of her way.
In other news my brother made us this little sign to open and close our videos with…
Cute right? This way I don’t have to type www.littlelovestories.com I believe smart people with degrees in this type of stuff would call this branding…Thank you smart people and Christopher Statham.
Lastly ( is that a word) I would like to share with you my new favorite reality show. Seriously can’t get enough and I know what you’re thinking, Toddler and Tiaras is NOT new! But don’t worry it’s not T&T ( even though that is awesome) this is DANCE MOMS!
God I love these women. I hate that I love it- I also hate that I have visions of my Sunshine girl dancing around in a tu-tu and competing in national shows and win titles!
*Side note my girlfriend Mother Dear is reading this rolling her eyes saying “Gracen is NOT that girl”- we’ve been threw this Jess she’s evolving into a sassy dancing princess accept it and move on!
PS. Can you write PS on a blog? Well whatever it’s mine, see how branding works??? Anyway thank you to those of you who sent in video of your little ones. I’ll be back soon with some vignettes of your kids AND welcome to our new readers we’re so glad you are here.
This past week we had a much needed break from the summer heat with the arrival of Auntie Erin.
(That shadowy figure is Erin waiting for the subway)
Erin and I have been best friends since we were 6 years old- and along with Nora the three of us are quite a team.
Through the years we have gone form 3 little girls to 3 grown women, a feat I pray Sunny is blessed with in this life. Though Erin now lives in the second city- she makes HUGE efforts to be here in NY a few times a year to spend time with our little people and growing families. She is the Auntie who gets on the floor to play, chases the toddlers around the park, cuddles the baby, and teaches Sunny to stick out her tongue and how to dance like a ballerina! In her week -o- fun she joined us at Sesame Place (Lord help her), went to music class, and attempted a disastrous lunch at Shake Shack ( why do we try to eat publicly with these tiny humans?). Erin also spent lots of time indulging in gossip, wine, and cheese with me- I really love her for that.
Erin took me out for a night in the city on the lower east side and I literally didn’t recognize a place I use to frequent back when I was a single lady waiting for somebody to put a ring on it. ***Side note- that song came out when I was already married with a baby- I would have TOTALLY ROCKED THAT SONG as a single girl…now I pull Sunny’s hands over her head and teach her how to shake her fingers and tush while making a “That’s right boy???!!!” face.
Moving on… we love Auntie Erin and even though Sunny can’t seem to say Auntie Erin, she does ask minute to minute, “Where is her?” She walks into the guest room and says “Hi you!!!” Then upon realizing “her” is not there- she turns to me and ask “Where go?” I explained that people like Auntie Erin are mythical creatures who come to help us have lots of fun and then must go back to their world where adults have a good time, the song Single Ladies still has meaning, and text messages from a new friend still gives you tiny butterflies. One day I’ll tell her how her Auntie Erin is the smartest woman I know, has read every book you can imagine, touched the lives of thousands of her students, and has never once let me down. I’ll tell her how great friends are born and live in your heart even if they are hundreds of miles away, and how she is the only reason Sunny hasn’t been featured on Toddlers and Tiaras, yet.
In truth I keep looking at the guest bedroom too- where her? I miss her so much, it’s as simple and complicated as that.
Saw this with Erin on the side of a building in Soho- Thought you guys would like it as much as I do.
I thought I’d share a little unedited video from Sunny’s music class, I think you’ll know why once you hear the song.
I finally got Sunny back in the chair for a few quick shots last week- marking her 19th month on this Earth.
But first, a look back at 13 months old- when she was a better model and I was a better photographer.
As she has aged, so have our chair pics- which seem a lot less like a fun little project and a lot more like a chore I am trying to get through.
Doesn’t she look like she hunted her stuffed animal and is holding him up as if to say “Dinner?”
At 19 months Sunny is speaking in two or three word sentences, considering the use of her potty, and being her usual independent self. The other day I noticed something about the Earth- since the day she was born I think the sun has shined brighter…could just be me but I think the world feels the effects of her presence on this Earth.
This was supposed to be a post about Sunny’s new boo-boo, but tonight a little intruder intruded on our evening. HUMPH! (see pic below)
Yep that’s her alright. Her name is Moos’ Baby and she is 100% available for adoption.
Back this winter there was a giant fat black and white cat who Sunny and I called Moo- because she looked like small cow with her hanging belly. But Moo had babies, and now one of them IE: Moos’ Baby has come back to her mother’s old stomping ground.
She lives in Sunny’s princess castle in the backyard ( can you see it in the background of the above pic?) and she comes out in the mornings walks right up to my kitchen window and peers in. I honestly thought nothing of it, but tonight Matt and Sunny went outside and who comes out to play but Moos’ Baby! She climbed in Matt’s lap, where he let my daughter pet her, and gave kisses to them both. I instructed Sunny to stay back, but her father, who I sometimes call Little Jesus was all too happy to pet the kitty, love the kitty, take pictures of my baby petting the kitty!
Meanwhile I’m standing in the back doorway blocking her from literally trying to run into my house. I can not believe this cat! I mean really? Do you know me? I’m not an animal person Moo. I’ve had a cat- I gave her away. Furthermore I own a dog who lives with my parents and the dog that lived here ran to her grave after spending 6 months with me.
I’m not kidding- I don’t like shedding animals, people, or children. Grosses me out- but that’s just me.
But here’s the thing I really feel so sorry for Moos’ Baby. She’s clearly friendly and sweet and really really needs a good home.
Now I’m not the “Bring a stray animal into your house and then explain to your child why said animal had to be brought to a shelter” type- but I’m really feeling like a sweet little kitty needs a sweet little home- just not this home.
So if you have a home that could use a friendly kitten- grown and raised in Brooklyn NY inbox me- I’ll have Matt capture the little critter and deliver her to your home. Seriously no charge. I’ll even pay for her flight to your place- she just can’t continue to live in my backyard- it makes me feel like a bad person and if you read this blog you know I have enough guilt on my plate.
Remember a few weeks ago when I posted about Sunny’s PASSION? This holiday weekend we got a little taste of all that passion. Thank you Lord for a good camera and a fast trigger finger. Watch the magic unfold before you’re eyes and just imagine all of this PASSION with high pitched screaming….
I really think the second to last pic should be this years Christmas card- what do you think?
Happy Holiday’s!!! Love the Willoughby’s
*It should be noted that this was the day that all of her adoring fans Grandparents left town and the adjustment was just too much.*
Do you guys remember the tv show In Living Color? Remember when they would do the skit called Men On Books? They would say the famous phrase…HATED IT!!! And then they’d snap they’re fingers in a circular motion…remember? That was sort of how Sunday sounded here in NYC.
Sunny had her first swim lesson of this season and she HATED IT! Don’t believe me? K. See pics below-
Me: Gracie? Are you gonna throw up?
Sunny: Mama! Uppy! Uppy!
Me: This is fun right? Do you want to do “Humpty Dumpty again?”
Sunny: NOOOOOOO! Mama? Uppy?
Me: Okay- you swim like a fishy! Fishy! Fishy! Right?
At this point she chokes on water and then this happens….
Me: Gracen! You will swim in this pool and love this class because Mommy paid a lot of money for you to swim like a fishy! Okay smile for Daddy!
Sunny: Daddy? Grandma? Gram-pa? Peas! Go! Uppy!
Me: Matt! She hates this shit!
We are the total sum of our experiences, if that is true then my Sunny will surely be a “land” person, much like her Mama. It should aslo be pointed out that in a class of twelve, 8 of the children are mixed chicks! How awesome is that? You can see a few of them in the shots up above- you would think having other kids who “look like her” would have inspired her to “act like them”…and SWIM! However my mixed chick prefers solid concrete foundations. You’ll also be floored to know that I couldn’t find a solid swimsuit ANYWHERE in my closet- even though I bought one for swim lessons last year! So I was the only Mama in a two piece- I know they were all thinking, this swim-less slut! Next week Matt is getting in!