What's in a Name?

As Colin becomes more and more verbal, we can't help but crack up at some of the words he articulates. One of the newest is how he says his own name... it comes out remarkably like KYLE. Yes, every time we or anyone asks what his name is, out comes- clear as day- KYLE. There is no mistaking this... In fact, last week while my mom was visiting, she took Colin on a walk to Whole Foods. Upon her return, she couldn't wait to tell me how while there, they met a woman who was in awe of our little guy. She was playing with Colin while my mom gathered up her groceries. Next thing she knew, the woman turned to my mom and said, so his name is Kyle, huh?

These are the sweet moments that make me smile. I don't correct Colin because I know a day soon, he will get it right and I will miss the cuteness that accompanies his pronunciations...

A special day

Today Colin and I are thanking our lucky stars that Morgan was born 36 years ago. Of any time to be reflective, this couldn't be more appropriate for oh so many reasons. I look at my husband and my heart feels full. He couldn't be more loving, kind and thoughtful to me... but to see him with our little boy, well it takes on a whole new level of love. I always knew that he would be a wonderful father, but his capacity to love, to play, to be a perfectly balanced parent has surpassed my wildest imagination. He is the dad who will wrestle, but also sit for an hour on the floor reading books, stacking blocks...and not 2 minutes does not go by without a hug, kiss or an "I love you Colie". There is nothing more sweet than witnessing this.

And, the big news is now that #2 is on the way, I am excited to see our family's love continue to grow and expand in every way, shape and form. This pregnancy has been rough, battling nausea and weakness I couldn't have imagined. And through it all, Morgan has been my rock and literally my angel. He has cared for me and supported me for the past 5 weeks and continues to do so- all the while juggling all household chores, and caring for Colin full time. Never has he showed frustration or tiredness. He still pops out of bed at 6:30ish to run with a smile to Colin. Then off to make my breakfast and Colin's...and on to the rest of the daily necessities. And oh yeah, still running a business too.

Happy Birthday to my incredible friend and husband...and to the best father a mama could ever ask for. We appreciate and love you and thank the heavens above you are our family.

Love, G & Colin

Halloween pics- better late than never

Our little Asian prince was a hit in Sherman Oaks!

Hope

Today is a wonderful day. A day we can proudly say we all came together for the chance at a better future for our families. And it's inspiring to live in this historical time... especially when you have little ones at home. My favorite moment last night while watching coverage was to hear Colin babbling about among all the cheering and happiness on the tv set. I had again coached Colin how to say Obama - or how he pronounced it Obaba. About 10 minutes later, unprompted, Colin articulated a sentence. It started the way it always does... "I fuv.... (which is always followed my mama or dada) but tonight it was followed by OBABA! Morgan and I looked at each other in disbelief and couldn't help but break into huge grins and smiles. Colin, I fuv Obaba too! And am so happy you are going to never know a time where anything wasn't possible!

History in the Making

There is no denying the anxious buzz in the air today. Early this morning, the 3 of us walked down the street to the polls to cast our votes (well Morgan and I that is). People all around seemed excited. And no wonder... we are the priviledged and the honored... to be able to vote for what we believe in in this country. I feel so strongly that at the end of the day, every vote counts and this ultraimportant value is being instilled in our youth. It was so refreshing to stand in line for an hour because that showed the wonderful turnout. Men, women, children alike... there to make a difference, regardless of who they were voting for. I was proud that both Morgan and I were there to take Colin and show him that from his early days, his voice counts. And I was even selfishly impressed at just in the short walk over, how well colin learned to say "Obama" (which of course sounded more like "O baba" :)