Welcome to the wedding of Stefano & Sara.

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I was so lucky to get a call from this sweet couple living in London, visiting NYC with a dream to be married in Central Park.

IMG_1460IMG_1482IMG_1494They had a perfect day, with perfect weather.

IMG_1530IMG_1547IMG_1559IMG_1588IMG_1593IMG_1612IMG_1626IMG_1630IMG_1646IMG_1657If ever you visit Central Park, you must bring a photographer ( me!) and visit the most romantic parts of our fair city.

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Congratulations Stefano & Sara!

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IMG_2772I believe each year I get luckier, somehow.

IMG_2774 IMG_2778 IMG_2781 IMG_2790 IMG_2791Spending my birthday with these two guys, was a special treat. This whole week has been spectacular. My friends have showered me with flowers, brunch dates, and endless texts and phone calls. If mine were a life worth measuring, and I believe it is, I’d have to mark it as the gold standard.

IMG_2797 IMG_2804 IMG_2807 IMG_2820 IMG_2821 And no, we aren’t rich. And no, we aren’t perfect. And no, we don’t have it all. But we do have enough. We do, have each other. We do, therefore, have all that we need- within each other. IMG_2830 IMG_2847 IMG_2853 IMG_2861 IMG_2864 IMG_2867I hit the jackpot. I’m living my dream. I wake up happy every. single. day. And when I can’t get to happy, I settle on grateful.

IMG_2873 IMG_2877 IMG_2880 IMG_2894 IMG_2942 IMG_2954 IMG_2957 IMG_2964 IMG_2972 Mine is a life that’s good and beautiful.

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It has indeed been a happy birthday. Thank you to each of you, who make me so very happy.




Today is one of those days where I didn’t comb a hair on their head, I didn’t insist on matching clothes, and I had no plan for how we would spend our time together.

IMG_1265 IMG_1260IMG_1261We could have done a million things, and gone a million places. We didn’t. We stayed local, we went to the park, we met old friends for lunch. We pretended to be the type of people who had nothing better to do.

IMG_1312 IMG_1307 IMG_1320 We found a path and explored it. We set a goal and reached for it. We did nothing of significance to anyone but ourselves.

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And in doing absolutely nothing, we found everything.


And you were so happy. You were both so happy. Nailed it.


Dear Sunshine Girl,

One of the first things we did after purchasing our home, was to hang photos on the main wall as you walk up the staircase. Every morning for the past two years I have glanced at photos of you. Then Jude came along and he was added to the wall too. Slowly at first, it was hard to part with my baby photos of you, and now there are photos of the two of you together. For now they look age appropriate. I have two little kids- and that’s the truth, for now. If I look at a photo I hung 6 months ago, it looks dated, and if I look at the photos that were hung last week they look current- and thus the landscape of our hallway keeps changing.


That wall and it’s photographs, tell our whole story.


So  every day I take a few pictures of you and your brother. I’m trying to remember as I go along here Gracie, but it’s impossible. I’m trying to recall the first time you said Doggie or the way your curls formed a mullet around your head, or the way you would sit on the subway- like you rode it alone everyday.


I can’t keep up with your changes and your phases, and your questions and your brain, and the fact that you’re suddenly in on the joke. I marvel at your maturity and how you spent the entire summer with me, and sat next to Nana and Uncle Chris at your great grandmother’s funeral and manged to stay completely still and quiet, and comfort your uncle while he was crying. I choke up when I see how you sat across the aisle from me on the airplane and entertained yourself with paper dolls and in-flight Sky Mall magazines and colored on vomit bags- until we reached South Carolina. So yes, I was traveling with two small kids, but only one of them was my baby; the other was my friend.  I may have introduced you to the world, but it is you whose living in this world- defined by your greatness.


As you grow up you’ll cycle through a zillion phases and they won’t all be as pleasant as this one. Four has been so kind to me, and easy for you. Every time I look at our wall I see pictures from all the phases of your life- I can’t recall the Earth shaking tantrums or the screaming fits you once threw- and girl they were terrible. The photos are up there, but the memory has faded into this softened picture of a baby who has grown up to be my greatest companion. I’ll add today’s photos to our wall and someday I’ll walk past it and think of how small you really were- but in my heart you’ll always feel 100 feet tall.


So here we are- we’re just at the beginning aren’t we? You’re small so your problems are small. You’re smart, so the homework is easy. You’re a fighter, so the battles are long. You’re my heart, so you’re my most precious asset. (Jude too!)

IMG_0971Happy first day of Pre-School 3. Thank you for spending your summer with me Gracie Girl. I love & adore you- you who are bigger than the sun and more abundant than the sky.





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The kids and I took one final summer vacation to South Carolina. We were in pursuit of some extra sun and sand and pool time.  We got that, and then some.  A plane ride ( with one lay over), two kids, and no help is challenging- but it isn’t impossible. The kids are pros at traveling by plane, train, and automobile.  (A fully stocked ipad certainly doesn’t hurt the situation.)

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Sunny spent her summer learning to swim and oh my goodness she has made some huge strides. She’s still in water wings but can how hold her breath, go under water, and jump straight into the pool all by herself. She has let go of some of the fear surrounding swimming, and it’s a beautiful transformation to watch. She is normally so cautious, that I look like a dare devil by comparison. I adore this photo of her- it’s so #Graciegirl.

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Saint is now a Capt’n. As in Hiya Capt’n. My sister -in-law gave him a spiffy captain’s hat and he won’t go anywhere without it. He calls himself Capt’n and tips his hat to anyone who plays along. I feel bad for any woman whose never had the pleasure of raising a son; they’re so silly and cute, and willing to try anything. They’re also excellent cuddle buddies, smell like puppies, and they’re always slightly dirty. It’s heavenly really.

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I didn’t bring my big camera on this trip, but my cell phone did it’s best to capture South Carolina in August. The humidity is so thick that I had a hard time breathing. But I do love the south- it’s in my blood and bones. It’s really breathtaking.

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Sunny came up with a new catch phrase while we were down there and it’s…“Not for pretty.” That’s now how she responds to things. Confused? Here’s an example.

Me: Do you want to go play golf with Papa?

Gracie: That’s not for pretty.

I don’t know where she got it, and I don’t know exactly what is for pretty- but I can tell you golf, soccer, football,  and anything that requires an bead of sweat is NOT for pretty.

photo 5 My Mom will say “What are you going to do with this girl?” But what she really means is “Thank God she’s the girliest girl in the entire world- I prayed for a child exactly like this.” She literally ( at one point) turns to Gracie and says “You’re the daughter I always wanted.” You can’t make this stuff up!

photo 1  photo 4Adding to her very girly girl life style- my Mom took us to the most ideal place on the face of the Earth, and announced that this is the chapel where Gracie will be getting married. I mean thank goodness someone is thinking about her pending marriage to Aidan because God knows I have dropped the ball on that!

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We got in that chapel and I thought, Gee I have NO IDEA where I got my daughter from but she must have been cut from the same exact cloth as her Grandmother. It’s actually frightening how much they’re alike. Their love for all things perfect & beautiful, clean & neat,  expensive & slightly unattainable is something they share on a spiritual level.

photo 3On the other hand- this little guy, is cut from the cloth of boyhood.

photo 5Thank God for them both.  See you next time Nana & Papa. Thanks for a great trip.