• Thankful

    11.26.15 | Permalink | | Comments Off on Thankful

    We spent a comfortable day at home, in front of the fire the tv and Wii.  We spent it with one another, laughing, playing and eating way, too much.  We spent it outdoors in our wonderful world, with our Martha in the brisk, freezing November cold.  It was a beautiful day.  One where we only ate baked goods made by our 12 year old daughter (pumpkin roll, two pumpkin pies and one apple), where Jude honored Charles Schultz and everyone understood the blessing of too, much food.  We thanked one another, thanked the pilgrims and shared gratitude for our very existence.  A very, Happy Thanksgiving, indeed.  

    Our faces crack me up.  The sun was so bright no one could see the picture until we were home!  

  • Veteran’s Day

    11.14.15 | Permalink | | Comments Off on Veteran’s Day

    My mom and dad came over the mountains for a visit over Veteran’s Day.  Gigi and Jude have been begging him for years to come to the Veteran’s Day assembly at their school, and the time was right, at last.  My dad stood on the stage with scores of veterans, holding the hands of two of his grandchildren, and spoke a little bit about who he was and his service.  It was incredibly emotional and I’m grateful for his service as well as his effort at coming to be honored.  Both of the kids are in the choir, and Gigi even had a solo to sing, in honor of her veteran.

    While they were here, we took the opportunity to celebrate my mom’s birthday with an afternoon tea at the Queen Mary Tea Room.  It was a lovely afternoon and the perfect way to celebrate my mom.

  • Halloween

    10.31.15 | Permalink | | Comments Off on Halloween

    When asked what they would like to do for Halloween this year, our kids requested that we lay low.  That we keep our trick or treats in the family this year.  I suppose there is wisdom in that- the years are briskly whipping by.  So fast that even the babies are remarking that it seems like we just started school yesterday.   Instead, Halloween came and went, and with it the potential of Gigi’s last trick or treat.  She knew it, we knew it.  So we did it big this year.

    Jude was Link, from Legend of Zelda, while Gigi wore the costume for Reese, the recycle maiden from her favorite game, animal crossing.  I was a last minute scarecrow for the costume carnival, but on Halloween night we were Pooh B ear and Tigger, just like we used to be when we first became a family.

    But this year we promised them that we would go for as long as it took to wear them out.  We didn’t need to head back to our house or think of anyone else this year.  This year it was all about them.  We started at 5:30 with our direct neighbors, and by 6:30 we had completed our entire street and we’re ready to head into the fun neighborhood where everyone from school trick or treats!  Arriving there was like a Speilburgian fantasy, straight from the 1980’s with kids running like mad through the streets.  It’s terribly fun.  We managed to run into Jude’s “secret crush” and several friends from both kid’s classes.

    After that, both kids said they were tuckered.  But we promised an epic night of begging trick or treating, and by golly they were going to get one!  We headed to the third, and final, neighborhood.  Those people were over trick or treaters, it was 8:00, after all, so they dumped their candy into our kid’s bags and turned off their lights.  We headed home at last to survey the damage, and it’s pretty safe to say that we did epically well.  This was a year for the record books! 

    Update: one week later and most of the candy is still left.  Neither Bradley nor I have eaten any of it and the kids are treating it like a rare, natural resource that is hard to come by.  I suppose that’s true of our house, these days.  😉


  • Twelve

    10.13.15 | Permalink | | Comments Off on Twelve

      I knew going into this parenthood thing that they were going to get bigger, they were going to get older, smarter, more interesting, funnier, more challenging, and everything, but every once in a while I get gob-smacked in the face with what an amazing ride this is.  That little tiny girl who I carried in my belly for almost a year is nearly as tall as me, now, can do math that is harder than I know how to do and reads books that enjoy…  She’s bright, smart and one of the best people I know, inside and out.  It’s trite and cliche, but so true.  My babies are my greatest blessing, and this girl who I get to share blood with is such a gift. 

     {What 12 year old wouldn’t want a pink wig for her birthday?}

    She really grew up this year.  The change isn’t just physical, because she has grown over three inches, her maturity shows in her interests and humor now, as well.  Shows and movies that seemed wildly inappropriate just a year or two ago are becoming events that she and I enjoy together anymore.  Gigi and I love to snuggle up under a blanket to watch Gilmore Girls, Buffy and movies from my own tweenagerhood.  Romantic comedies are becoming more fun and less awkward, and as Harry Potter grows up and romance enters his world, she is all eyes and ears as she burns through a JK Rowling novel per week since school has started!  She is such a reader!


    I’m still impressed with her kindness and patience.  She and Jude still profess true love for one another, committing to being BFF’s for life.  As their mom, I couldn’t be happier at that prospect!  Outside of her bro, Gigi will aquiesce to a hang out play date with her girls, Sophie and Kaylee, from time to time.  She runs like the wind in her school track team and actually won first place in our most recent 5K!  She is so amazing.

    We feel lucky to have this girl.  All day long I was shocked to realize how old she is, and reflexively, how old we are, too!  The funny thing is that I would never go back at any time.  While I’m not chomping at the bit to see her driving or him going to college, I’m really happy to keep in watching this story.  The story started with our parents, got handed on to us, and now it’s interesting to be setting the next generation aloft.  It’s a marvelous feeling, the pride I feel when I look at them and know that I’m putting my best out into the world.  With the both of them as our representatives for our family, I feel nothing but pride. 

    Indeed, today is her day.  But in the bigger picture, it’s also e day to celebrate the Lj legacy.  This is the day when Bradley and I started our lives in earnest, 12 short years ago.  This is when our greatest work and contribution started.  She is our seed, the one who started our family, and she has grown beautifully, smartly and with a kindness, selflessness and generosity that leaves me in awe.  Happy birthday, baby.  Thank you for picking us, for letting us love and coach you.  You are so loved- SO LOVED.  

    You’ll know what I mean when you have your own kid.❤️ 

  • My Incredible Family

    10.03.15 | Permalink | | Comments Off on My Incredible Family

     Today was a red letter day, and I got to spend it with three of the most wonderful people in ever.  We had an early rise and shine sine we had our third annual Celebrate Schools 5K.  The first year we did it, it wasn’t that big of a thing and we weren’t that big of runners.  Over the years the event has grown by leaps and bounds as has my family’s fitness!

    First off, this little runner bean of a girl got FIRST PLACE for her division!  FIRST PLACE!  She’s been training up with her girlfriends for cross country and does a few runs with Bradley and I here and there, and her practice really showed today.  Bradley and I were both SO impressed and had a super proud-parent moment.  That girl.  Will she ever cease to amaze us?

    My foxy husband managed to place 14th in his division.  He focused on running with Gigi until she took off like a shot at the last turn, then he shot off as well, and Jude and I had the good fortune to have them both at the finish line when we crossed.

    Jude’s goal was to run the entire time.  He walked the first 5K two years ago, ran half of it last year, then last spring he allllmost ran the entire color run.  Allllllllmost.  He wanted to run this one.  Jude hit his wall just before we hit the turn around.  He wanted to stop, he had a cramp, he was tired, he was DONE.  But we talked about goals and how good it feels to meet them.  We talked about pride and accomplishment.  Then we came around the bend and started seeing people we knew- and they were waving at us!  At him!  And people who we didn’t know were standing on the side of the road giving fives and cheering people on!  It was he picked up steam to the point where I couldn’t keep up with him as he passed Michael’s, the bus barn and 24 Hour Fitness with alarming speed.  I finally booked it and caught up to him, but he sprinted ahead over the finish line.  I couldn’t have been more proud.

    I went on a self-style biathalon.  I ran an easy 5K this morning with Jude.  We finished in 38 minutes with miles averaging in the 12’s.  We were pretty slow because I knew that at 11:00 I was taking part in the innagural Base2Space climb to the top of the Space Needle to benefit the Fred Hutch Research Foundation.  Yep, after running three miles this morning, I topped it off with climbing 58 flights of stairs in 13 minutes!  It was a euphoric moment, reaching the top with my two girlfriends.  I wrote the names of all the people I know who have passed from cancer, are presently battling cancer or who are people in the cancer community who are related to the people who donated the nearly 600 on my behalf.  I’m pretty proud of my day, my family’s day. 



Gigi Said

  • Topless Tapas 2012-11-03 18:44:52-

    Tami was leaving to go out with her friend and the kids begged to go with her. I said, "you don't want to go with mom, she is going to the Tapas bar and we are going to stay here and play games."

    Gigi stiffened, "That's weird", she said as she blushed. I processed fast and realized the problem. "TAPAS bar. It means 'small plate', not TOPLESS bar!"

Jude Said

  • Nicknames 2013-01-04 21:30:33-

    The checker at the store asked our always conversational little boy what his name was. He replied "Jude" then added "but sometimes they call me pumpkin brown". LOL.

    And they are right. We call him that after the folksong that we sing sometimes.

A long time ago…