Monday, February 20, 2012
Monday, January 30, 2012
So all of these posts are a tad bit out of order. Leave it to me to do it all on one day. These pictures were taken by Erin Lizardo and they have to be some of my favorite pictures I have of her. She looks so sweet and shy in them. It was the day of a bridal fashion show and I didn't even know Erin was taking them until they showed up in my inbox a week later. Love them. I love my daughters eyes. I think she is just the cutest sweetest thing i've ever laid eyes on...I'm writing this when she's almost 8 months old so when I see these pictures she has grown so much. She's still a little peanut tho. Time really does fly.
Stocker Cup is an annual Golf Tournament that takes place in Carmel in honor of Pete's dad. It brings people from all over to celebrate and honor his memory for a 5 day tournament on a beautiful course. Each year it happens in the fall at some point (this year October) and the whole family heads down to Carmel for the fun-filled weekend. This year Pete invited my parents up to join in the festivities which includes a dinner in a huge beautiful barn with great food, people and dancing. This year was my second time attending and it's always a good time. Carmel is so beautiful and it was an extra plus having my parents there with us. Liv was as cute as can be and definitely got a lot of ooos and ahhhs. I just realized that every picture I posted on here she's wailing!! haha!! She was almost 6 months old...
I have to post the silliness of our Halloween this past year. It was a last minute costume thrown together after finding wigs at a nearby store the day of Halloween. I totally lagged on getting Liv a costume. We had big plans for her to be several things but never made the order. Soooo after a quick run to Walgreens and a fabric store we had the goal to look like a mini family of off the hook rockstars. Instead after slapping tatoos all over our arms and chests (which stayed on for an extra week) Pete looked like Joe Dirt, I looked like a ghetto gangsta and Liv just hated her headband and cried until I took off her costume. It was a fun and mellow night anyway...We headed over the bridge to Marin to hang with Petes family, eat and drink and be merry and pass out candy. I have NEVER seen a street more packed and raging then in Mill Valley on that Halloween night. Kids EVERYWHERE. Wonder where we'll be in 2012?!?!
This year for Pete's Birthday we went to the beautiful Nick's Cove in Tamalis Bay. His Birthday falls on the 5th of December, (obviously i'm a little behind on my blogging) so it is very important to him that we celebrate his day of birth before decking the halls for Christmas....After spending a night at this cozy little cove, kind of a hidden treasure tucked away on the coastline with a deck over looking the bay, complete with a quaint little wood burning stove fireplace, we decided that we would make this an annual birthday tradition. It will be a getaway that we'll look forward to every year and a place that will make hubby happy on his day. Walking distance from the little cottages is Nicks restaurant, where we enjoyed a birthday dinner, with Pete's brother Erik and his wife Lindsay (two Lindsey Stockers). Liv was such an angel all dinner.
We found out that night the hard way that 6 months was too big to let her sleep unbuckeled in her carseat. The waitress kindly offered the empty table next to us to put her on. Something inside of me knew it was unsafe because she is definitely a tosser in her sleep. I went for it anyway since she looked so tucked away and sound asleep (don't ever let the guys talk you into something if your motherly instinct tells you otherwise) ( ; Next thing we know, during a yummy dinner and good conversation, out of the corner of my eye I see her wriggling her way out of her seat, and in slow motion her little body slipped out of the carseat and headed for the hardwood floor. Lindsay and I stood up and screamed (the motherly thing to do of course) which catapulted Erik and Pete to their feet dashing toward Liv. Erik, being the closest to her and the hero of the evening caught her with about 6 inches until she hit the hard floor. Ugggghhhhhhh worst feeling EVER. My heart pounded along with everyone else for the next 15 minutes. Apparently she had no clue what had happened because she awoke and gave Erik a huge smile like he had been holding her throughout her whole sleep. So happy that my wiggly baby girl was ok. A lesson learned, and a huge relief that we didn't end up in the E.R. making sure she didn't have a concussion.
Happy Birthday to my sweets and here's to a GREAT 33rd year!