the goat farm...

saturday morning i went with my sister to the revival of vintage market at the goat farm arts center. the goat farm is one of my favorite places to visit. it is sort of indescribable... beautiful crumbling old buildings and factory spaces that are used now as a performance place for music, art, and dance. artists live and work here as well... as do goats and chickens! it is so quintessentially atlanta, one of the best things about this city. the market was a lot of fun. i picked up a few vintage pieces, including this beautiful rocking chair for the porch. it was only $10 dollars and needs only a little bit of love! it's the beginning of "the fixing up the porch project" we are starting after i have a yard sale next weekend (and get rid of all the crap i have been piling up on the porch for it). i'm hoping to find some more vintage pieces to go with it. i saw a beautiful old vintage wicker rocker last year at kudzu but didn't have any spare money at the time to get it. hopefully some more pieces will find their way to me though! next time i visit the goat farm i will be sure to bring along my real camera and take some more photos to share.

spring "break"...

oh, nine months. i can't tell you the number of things i have pulled out of the baby's mouth this week (including brick, why?), pulled her off of or had to take away from her. she's already figured out how to climb... dishwasher, stairs, and working on the couch and chairs. busy, busy, busy! she has a whole world to explore and try to eat!

this week had been our "spring break". i put that in quotes because it is not much different than most other weeks. it has been really warm though, so we were basically living on a blanket in the grass this week. jack henry is exploring his independence and biking all over our neighborhood. i am wishing that it was more like my childhood with more kids out and about too. we make play dates but that's  really not the same. is it different where you live? sidney has been exploring the neighborhood too but she is our little ambassador. she likes to talk to all of the grownups on the street... helping a mom with a toddler a few doors down and gardening with the woman across from us. she likes to know what everyone is doing and what is going on. the pollen is insane here. every spring it rains down on us and covers the world in a green haze that is impossible to get off. i've never seen anything like it until moving here. last night it rained though (which sounds so great on the metal roof) and hopefully much of it was washed away. i have three sick kids now so i'm not sure how much exploring they will feel up too. maybe once it dries out a bit we will pull out the blanket again and sit in the grass watching the baby eat sticks to her hearts content. happy spring!

nine months...

tess is nine months old. she has now been out in the world longer than she was in the womb. that is so bittersweet. i find myself looking enviously at pregnant women on the street. how quickly you forget how hard it was! little tess looks so happy here, but you can probably see her runny nose. she's had a bad cold this week. yet, still she smiles on. that's tess. until you make her mad, and then uh oh she throws a tantrum. sidney on my lap? she is jealous and throws her head back in anger banging it on the floorand needing all my attention. take away something she wants and she throws her head back again or falls forward onto her tummy where she kicks and screams. she loves being naughty! she finds something new and looks to you to see if she is supposed to have it... no? even better!! she is so full of energy and is always on the move. i held her in my lap today like when she was a newborn and asked her to be my little baby again, to just lay there and look around and be content. but no, she wiggles and laughs and squirms away. even singing her favorite songs only gives you a minute. if you sit on the floor though, she is likely to come over and climb all over you like a jungle gym. she will offer you some snack, and then snatch it away again. she will laugh and dance. she sometimes lets go and stands on her own, but only when she doesn't realize. she is not so quick to walk like her brother was and i am grateful. stay my little baby tess. let me cuddle you and kiss your cheeks and belly. let me nurse you sometimes with out squirming around but the way you used to, staring at me only and not the goings on of the world around us. when those moments do come now i must remember to treasure them completely. don't let me miss them before they are gone all together.


sorry for my absence last week. a hot water pipe broke in our upstairs bathroom and made quite a mess. we are left without a shower and have only the old claw foot tub to share. all of the pipes need to be replaced up there. anyone want to be our benefactor to make that happen? no? oh, well. the claw foot tub is kind of romantic. at least i keep telling myself that. if you do happen to work for this old house feel free to contact me!