Category: Delilah

Halloween, Toddler Style

Delilah was supposed to be a Peacock for Halloween.  But she didn’t like her peacock outfit…she’s big on saying “I don’t like it” these days.  I’m not convinced she fully understands the phrase. Then she conceeded that she would wear last year’s Tinkerbell costume which has taken up residence in her dress-up arsenal, so Miss Picky Pants is more comforable… Read more →

Pink Dino Birthday Bonanza!

Here’s where I pretend her birthday party was yesterday instead of a week ago and I post pictures of the festivities courtesy of the ever-talented Alex. Dee’s turning two had an immediate and intense effect on our household. Something about hitting the two year anniversary of Scott and I becoming parents made us both feel like we’d FINALLY fucking found… Read more →

Where the Fuck Do I Start?

We’re not super fucking psyched over here. [And FYI – LOOK WHO’S TALKING kind of totally RULES. My sometimes-writing-partner-always-friend Eric took it as a bad thing when I said an idea was kind of “Look Who’s Talking-y”this week. Dude, I don’t know what people are on about with Pulp Fiction – Amy Heckerling totally gave John Travolta his comeback.] But… Read more →

She’s Out of Control

When Dee was tiny I used to spend hours in her room with her just taking pictures of her every move.  It’s been a while since we’ve had one of our little photo shoots – life gets crazy, Moms get less zoned out and return to reality, take 300 jobs, you know – the usual stuff.  But dudes, Delilah is… Read more →

PurgedayThursday: The Next Frontier

She’s 21 months and that’s her shoe collection.   And…it’s not my fault.   She has a thing for shoes and two very doting Grandmas (Or, Memas if you ask Delilah George) and two very doting Aunts, to boot. But it’s undeniable, DG has a thing for fashion (or at least, clothes) and is ready to dress herself.   So, {after bolting everything… Read more →