new year

Tiny hairs thinking about curling, married with noodles and cheese from lunch.  Giggles in response to the singing of Jeff Buckley's Hallelujah.


Crackers haphazardly shared with the furry one; not far from the girl and puppy sharing an ice cream cone visual.

Songs reminiscent of the Caribbean trail through my house as Christmas gifts and luxuries are put into their places.

Butter warms in the windowsill in preparation for the most epic whoopie pies.

Pictures of my girls in Jamaica make me smile.  Big.

New Year's Resolutions but more like life adaptations are pondered and realized.  Plans and blessings scribbled; home is organized.

Ruby does connect the dots and practices her letters on her own accord, while chubby-cheeked baby sister looks on admiringly while snacking.

I can't believe this life is mine.  I'm so in love with everything.

I'm ready.  Bring it on, 2012.