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2017 May 13
by Becky


“Full” best explains life right now.

Full of happiness, full of stress, full of adorable moments, full of growth, and full of changes.

For the second year, I agreed to help with a not-so-minor part of our school’s biggest fundraising event, a “soriee” if you will, and what with my new job and the kids expanding schedules and so so many favors and other volunteer projects happening ALL in the same several weeks, I’ve felt like I’m barely keeping my head above water. Don’t get me wrong, it I love doing hands-on creative projects in the evenings, but sometimes even things you enjoy feel like a burden when there are just so many other priorities.

It’s also hard to focus on being a patient and fun parent when there are so many things on my mind. It would be easier to complete a task like answering emails or making dinner or ordering paper lanterns. So while there were SO many errands to run and loose ends to tie up, Finn and I still have three days alone together and we made sure to escape to the garden last week for my favorite ever flowers: irises and peonies.

This is the best season!!! Totally spectacular!! Every bed was bursting with brilliant color, each one more incredible than the next.

We like to play the “find your favorite” game, fully aware it’s an impossible task.


Finn was enamored with the deep purple Alliums with their round heads swaying in the lovely spring breezes. “Purple balls!” he yelled around every curve in the path.

(I think it’s funny my friend Kristin at Thirdstory(ies) took this exact same picture last week. Brains in sync.)

Prior to this day the rain had been record-breaking and disastrous, so when it finally stopped, we couldn’t wait to be outside. An excuse to call the walk to the giant koi bridge my workout for the day.

Too bad our walk was so slow and stop-ridden there’s no way I burned more than 50 calories.



Irises. You are so bizarre and wild and I’m enamored with you. Those fuzzy orange tongues get me every year, I think they are so adorable. No flower is like another, this particular garden like a crowd of eccentric characters all clambering for the title of “Most Amazing”.  I must have said “Look at this one!” 72 times while walking the meandering path through these gems and Finn was much better this year, remembering to use his nose and not his hands with the gentle petals.

And yet before those fat fish got their food, we stopped again to gaze at my tip-top-ultimate favorite blooms, out in all their glory.




There just aren’t words.

Actually, I take that back. After sticking his nose in a couple dozen peonies, Finn declared, “They taste like orange juice!” And you know, I think he’s kind of right.

I love how the peony beds follow the curve of the path, all mixed together in pinks and whites and reds. All in different stages of bloom. Many embodied my current state: FULL.


This little Finn. The second kid thing sneaks up on me in weird ways. Life wasn’t as busy when Ethan was little (though my five-year-ago self would probably disagree), and I had what seemed like endless time to go everywhere, see everything, to keep us from going stir crazy at home. It is more deliberate with Finn, taking time for just the two of us to explore our favorite places without friends or big brother around to get in his way.

Times for him to choose.


He’s a pretty awesome little companion.

I’ll forever be grateful for the beauty and wonder these gardens provide. They are right down the street and the most amazing spot to spend an hour or three. Walking the garden’s paths, I always feel completely removed from the city around us, transported to a different–and seemingly perfect—time and place. My heart swells to know my kids cherish them too.

See? Full.


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