Three Sweet Loves

August 4, 2010 By Kelle

Alas, some sweet love for three sweet things is abounding and it shall be shared.

Sweet Love #1:

Remember the product review I said was coming? Something red and something fabulous? Well, hello Something Red & Fabulous:

I have wanted a pair of red cowboy boots since Ariel had a pair in Footloose, and they are totally worth the wait. They came in the mail yesterday morning and I was so excited, I bit the plastic string that held the box shut with my teeth, pulled out all the stuffing paper, lifted these red beauties from the four cardboard walls and inhaled the smell of supple leather. They slide on my feet so comfortably, they were made for me. And, in searching my closet for something cute that would look good with red cowboy boots, I came to the conclusion: there is nothing that doesn’t look good with red cowboy boots.

They’re from CSN Stores (talk about having everything under the sun…check it out), and if you love them, there’s free shipping.

And if you know me and you see me out with these, please don’t make fun of me for wearing them every day.

I love my sweet red boots.

Sweet Love #2:

Among all the things we dream of for our kids that may or may not come true, I get stuck in one dreamland more than others. Ballet. I was obsessed with it as a kid. Never did it but looked from afar at others who did and I wanted a pair of pointe shoes like my life depended on it. I even bought a pair at a garage sale that were way too small and took them home and walked all crippled-like around my bedroom pretending I was in Swan Lake. And I was way too old to admit it, thank you. Like maybe I was in college. And maybe I still have those shoes. And maybe I still cram them on from time to time and prance about my living room. Anyhoo, with that little confession out of the way, I have to say I am so excited for Lainey’s new adventure.

We went out last night to buy her first ballet slippers and we’ll be trying a trial class this week to make sure she’s ready for the fall class.

I think she’s ready.

We’ll see. And, if it’s a go, you bet your sweet ass there will be pictures.

And finally Sweet Love #3:

I know I post bedtime and morning rituals a lot, but they are each unique and different and beautiful in their own way. And last night was no exception. We aren’t really the scheduled bedtime kind of parents. And we don’t necessarily do the same thing every night. Sometimes we read, sometimes we jump on the bed to get the sillies out, sometimes we tell real stories, sometimes we do back massages and sprinkle dream dust and on rare occasions, we let the girls curl up in our arms while we chat with company in the living room and they fall softly to sleep to the sound of our voices.

Last night, we did it all. We jumped the sillies out. We read. We told stories. We laughed and interwined legs and got all sleepy and dreamy with a long, drawn-out bedtime process that ended up just beautiful.

I love the way he looks at her and kisses her feet.

I love feet that stick out of jammies.

And I love, love, love the way these sisters bond in the big bed.

Although a bit dark and grainy (no flash, 16-35mm, Av at 2.8, ISO 1600), these two pics are some of my latest favorites. I LOVE the expressions on all three of them: