Hi. I’m Amber. I tend to define myself as a dual-purpose individual: mom and writer. But I’m also a wife to an electric-guitar-playing environmental engineer (Cody), sister to two wonderfully witty and strong women (Corinne and Emily), former basketball player (hoister of three-pointers), oldest daughter to a couple of hilarious east coasters (Barb and Greg),… Continue reading About
By the end of World War II, more than three million people had been evacuated from European cities to stay clear of German bombs. Most of the evacuees were babies and children voluntarily separated from and by their parents in an attempt to keep little ones safe. It turned out that the risk of separation… Continue reading End the intolerable cruelty.
I’m growing ever more concerned about Cody and myself. On Wednesday morning I had a crying meltdown after driving way up north for an appointment for Stella, which I thought had been squeezed in before preschool that day but was actually squeezed in before OT yesterday. I completely forgot about her 25-minutes-away PT appointment on… Continue reading Dark circles and bright spots
Hello, blog. How are you? What? Those bags under my eyes? No, ten years haven’t passed. I’m just really tired. Mom tired. Recently-nighttime-potty-trained tired. You get the picture. Not a picture of me until my next haircut, though. I need bangs to distract from the bags. So, Stella wears bifocals now. I think they are… Continue reading Look what the cat granddaughter dragged in!
Back on October 1st, after a family vacation in California, a third birthday purposefully infested with ladybugs of the stuffed, cupcake and pinata varieties, and well-executed flower girl duties in Minneapolis, we moved into our first home. We’d looked at about 40 houses. With. Stella. You get how astounding that is, right? As we drank champagne… Continue reading Merry Christmas and a Happy New Home
Apologies for my last boring update. I felt obligated to ramble through our ophthalmology appointment. More of a Lord of the Rings style saga than a mere appointment. That said, writing it all out helped me put the many little oddly shaped pieces together. A couple of weeks later, we went to Alderwood Vision Therapy… Continue reading New glasses, a new outlook, and a wide open space.
When Stella gets really upset about anything at all, her immediate, go-to move is to tear off her adorable purple glasses with one hand (OUCH!) and throw them, with the force of every ounce of rage she’s got. Though to be fair, in the rare minutes when they are off, she will sometimes ask for… Continue reading An inevitable dip in the roller-coaster ride
Yesterday afternoon, during Stella’s nap, I was working here at the computer with sunshine pouring in from the window when thought I detected the slightest noise behind me. I swiveled in my chair and was jolted by the sight of Stella, standing just a couple feet away. “Thriller” would’ve been an apt soundtrack for that… Continue reading But terror takes the sound before you make it
I quickly wanted to share the results of our fun photo shoot with Dave Estep of EstepWorks. He’s a friend, a former co-worker, and an incredibly talented creative photographer here in Seattle. Can’t recommend him enough. He’s so laid back and kind, and his happy brand of creative genius seems effortless in the best possible… Continue reading Fabulinks
Stella fell in love with Halloween. She said “Trick or Treat” and “Thank you” and “Happy Halloween” at all the right times. She noted and appreciated everyone else’s costumes, even the less impressive ones. Like the dad whose costume was simply his regular jeans and flannel with an orange T-shirt featuring a simple jack-o-lantern face.… Continue reading Hoo! Boo! And booyah, too!