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Happy Birthday Oscar: One

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My dearest Oscar,

I know it is cliché, but I don’t know how else to start this but I can’t believe it’s already been a year. I waited so long to meet you and yet in the blink of an eye you have gone from the baby who sleeps 20 hours a day, waking only to eat and watch your brother, to a toddler who climbs on everything and has the biggest laugh. It has been the best year, this first year, and if I’ve learned anything from being Mom to your brother, it’s only going to get better.

You are my second baby. Everything you’ve done, I’ve seen before, or so one could say. Yet, everything you do is so new to me. You are your own person in every single way. You teach me so much every day; you always surprise me. Though you love and adore your big brother, you are paving your own path, and I love that about you.

You’re stubborn as a mule and determined to boot. If you want something, nothing and no one will stop you. You will find your own way if no one will help. I love that about you. I fear it will be tough raising you at times, but I don’t worry about you. I know that one day you will be out in the world on your own and you will take care of yourself. I have no doubt about that.

Your laugh is the best. You laugh the hardest at your brothers antics, kisses from animals, and tickles on your thighs. You also have a social laugh, and have had one from a very early age, which I find to be hilarious. I believe your sense of humor is already highly developed and you will just grow funnier with age.

As independent as you are, and yes, you are very independent, you are still a mama’s boy, which warms me to no end. At the end of the day, you want to kiss me goodnight. You’re social as a butterfly, but you find solace in my presence, and I will forever be grateful to be that touchstone for you.

You love music. If you hear a piano, you stop in your tracks. You bang on the keyboard, strum the guitar, sing your little songs. Your sweet melodies are music to all of our ears and I hope you sing forever.

I believe you are destined for grand things, my Oscar boy. I am so honored and excited to be there in the front row, cheering you on, the whole time.

I love you so much Bossy.

xoxo, Mama

Happy Birthday Harry (Three Years!)

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I remember January 9, 2013 like it was yesterday. I remember the excitement, the trepidation, the pain, and then the extreme elation. The joy that I’d never known before. The immense love. The love that stopped me in my tracks. The day I became a mom.

My buddy is three years old now. He’ll tell you. He’s “free.” He’ll hold up three fingers, after pushing down two with the other hand, and smirk proudly. He’s a big boy – maybe even bigger than he realizes. He still holds that part of my heart that he stole so many years ago.

His voice is sweet and high pitched. I never want to forget the way it sounds, especially when he says “I love you, Mama!” like he’s asking a very exciting question. His big feet are always out of shoes, out of socks. His hair is still as unruly as ever and I love it. Somehow, he smells fruity all the time.

He loves trains and planes and busses. He adores animals — stuffed, plastic, and breathing. Puddles are magnets to him. And he loves to quote all things Star Wars. In fact, he just loves all things Star Wars. Han Solo is often doing naughty things in our house, yet somehow Harry is the only one to ever see him.

He takes apart my house daily and it breaks my heart in such a great way when I find something he put away for me. Books backwards, shoes piled on other shoes, toys tossed next to baskets. He tells me often he wants to “take apart houses and then put them back together to make them prettier.” He loves Fixer Upper, and Marley & Me, and Elf, and Thomas.

He’s sweet as can be. Sometimes he engulfs me in a bear hug. When his brother is upset, he’ll often go over to give him his monkey, or sing him a song, or just tell him everything is okay. He holds my hand without my coaxing. He is the most sensitive little boy and his empathy levels are off the charts.

He’s curious. Always taking things apart, asking for help to put them back together. He wants to know why, how, when, where. He loves to talk things through. You can almost see the gears in his head moving.

This little love is my heart. He shares it, of course, but woah I love him. He is growing into such an amazing little boy. A boy I am proud of and a boy I hope his brother will learn from. A boy who reminds me a lot of his father, who I loved first. I feel so lucky to be along on this ride and I honestly can’t wait to see what’s in store for three.

I love you Harry, happy birthday!

xoxo Mallory

 

A Teepee Party

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It’s February and instead of focusing on how the heck that happened, I’m going to go back to Harry’s first birthday. Papa was still deployed when Harry turned the big OH-ONE, so we held off until he was home to have Harry’s party. Which was all based around his birthday present. Which was a teepee.

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I think I had this present planned out before Harry was even a twinkle in my eye, but I’m so glad I got to go forward with it. I knew the kid would love his own little fort, and who are we kidding, I wanted one too. Which is why it lives in the corner of my living room. Also why it’s eight feet tall. I’ll work on a DIY if there is interest in hearing how I did it (with help from my husband… via FaceTime, because as I mentioned, he was deployed).

His birthday was great. I fed him two blueberry muffins for lunch, complete with a birthday candle, and he proceeded to jump off the walls and skip his afternoon nap. Harry and sugar do not play well. Even though we missed Papa like crazy, it was a really, really special day. And I was super emotional, of course.

But the party. We waited for Papa to be there and we built ourselves a little party around that big teepee in the corner. We had mini teepees on the table, giant leather-clad balloons, and all sorts of food I would expect a little boy would like to eat in a teepee – including hot dogs, baked beans, and s’mores cupcakes.

Harry had a few little friends over, we had some of nearest and dearest – including Nona, Uncle Justin, Aunt Veronica, and Aunt Jillian – and we celebrated one Harry year. It was fantastic. And now for the photographic evidence (Thanks Aunt Veronica for most of these!).

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Happy Birthday Harry. We love you buddy.

xoxo Mallory

27 Years of Mallory

Today is my 27th birthday. 27 years on this earth, and I’ve experienced a lot. We’ve got some pretty giant changes on the horizon, and this year is shaping up to be an exciting one. But more on that later. Today is for resolutions and goals. You see, I’m not one for resolutions. New Year’s Eve is just another day to me. But this year, with all the big, exciting things coming my way, I figured it might be nice to make some goals. So, here we go:

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1. I want to get rid of clutter. My house, my mind, my phone, my life are filled with unnecessary crap, and I need to do a detox. I’m planning on having a huge, and I mean huge, garage sale this spring. My very first one. I’m going to be getting rid of  superfluous junk. Things I don’t need, nor do I find beautiful should not have a place in my house. I want to start curating my collections, making sure I’m surrounding myself with less clutter and more beauty.

The same thing goes for my mind. I need to get it organized. So far, I’ve been making monthly goals. Nothing big, just little things that I’d like to do. It helps me from feeling overwhelmed at everything that’s going on in there. I need some major reorganization in this brain of mine, and 27 is the year to do it.

2. I need to make my personal career a priority. I love writing, and I especially love writing about R.Simple Life. I’d like to give you guys more of a peek into our day to day, as well as my thoughts on certain matters. I’m working on a site redesign which should roll out in the next month or two, and I’m very excited about it.

Aside from that, I’ve got a few personal career goals I’d really like to start making headway on this year. I had a little heart to heart with myself a couple weeks ago in which I basically realized Nike’s right. “Just do it.” So that I am. I’ve always been a dreamer, always had those things that “would be so cool if I could do that.” Well, myself and I, we decided why the heck not? Just freaking do it. And if I fail, at least I tried. Although, I won’t fail. I’m going to be putting to much of myself into it.

3. It’s time to be an adventurer. I’m ready to stop watching other peoples adventures, and start doing mine. I mean this literally. I plan on traveling, a lot. I want to see the world, I want to experience different cultures, I want to learn a new language, I want to meet new people. I will be documenting my travels too, so you can live them with me.

4. I’m focusing on my family. This isn’t so much of a resolution or goal as it is something I want to continue. I want to be present when I’m reading Harry a book, I want to be 100% in the conversation over the dinner table. I want to be the mom/wife my kid/husband needs. Part of that relates to number 1 and cutting out mental clutter, and part of that relates to taking care of my needs. If I take care of myself, my relationship with my family will only get better. And that’s saying something, because I don’t presume to speak for Jon or Harry, but I’d say our family life is pretty amazing.

So there you have it. The four spots of my life I’m focusing on this year. Birthdays are as good a time as ever for “New Year” resolutions, yeah? Does anyone else use their birthday for a fresh start? Or perhaps a reminder of the things that are important?

xoxo Mallory

PS a big shout out to my mom. Something about giving birth really makes you want to thank your own mom on your birthday. Love you Mama. xoxo

A Letter to Harry on His First Birthday

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Dear Harry,

Happy birthday my littlest love. I can’t believe it’s already here. A year ago, I got to hear you cry, look into your eyes, and hold your sweet little body for the very first time. That day my life changed forever. It’s like they took my heart right out of my chest and sent it to live in you. It was the best day of my life.

The past year has been an adventure. You’ve gone from sleeping twenty hours a day to running just as much, from loving to be cuddled up in a blanket to loving to be wild and free. Every day brings something new and every morning I wake up excited to see what it will be. Some days it’s something big, like your first tooth, or your first steps, or the first time you said “Mama.” Other days it’s not as big, but just as special. It’s been a year of firsts, starting with your first breath and finishing today with your first year.

Today, I am a teary mess. I am missing they snuggly little boy who’s skin was too big for his body, but there is a bigger pull on my heart and that is pride. I’m so proud of the little boy you are becoming. You are determined, confident, driven, competitive, and brave, but you are also sweet, loving, funny, gentile, and curious. You live each day like an adventure, never stopping until you’ve found what you’re looking for and you are such an inspiration. You love hard, and your Mama and Papa love you hard right back.

I consider myself to be the luckiest lady on this planet to be your Mama. I can’t imagine a better job. I am so excited to see where life takes you, and where you take life, but for today, I’m going to spend my time soaking in one-year-old-you.

I love you forever.

xoxo Mama

29 Things I Love About You

On the eve of my sweet husband’s 29th birthday, I’d like to share 29 reasons I love him. Feel free to skip this post, unless your name is Jonathan, or you’re feeling especially lovey and/or sentimental today.

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1. I love the way you hold my hand when we’re driving on the highway.

2. I love your laugh, especially when it’s funnier than the joke.

3. I love how your eyes squint when you’re looking at the tv or anything further than five feet away from you.

4. I love how much you love our son.

5. I love the way you smell right after you shave.

6. I love that you stayed calm and comforted me when I cut off a chunk of your hair.

7. I love your generous spirit.

8. I love your complete lack of time awareness.

9. I love that you inch closer and closer to me when we’re sleeping, until I have to ask you to scoot back over.

10. I love that you sing.

11. I love that you cook amazing meals for me.

12. I love the support you always have for me.

13. I love your hugs.

14. I love your kisses.

15. I love that you always say “a tisket, a tasket.”

16. I love that you took me to Disney World to propose, when you knew I’d say yes in our driveway.

17. I love that you always encourage me to be better.

18. I love your freckles.

19. I love how proud you are when you come up with a brilliant idea (that I planted in your head weeks ago).

20. I love that you think I’m beautiful.

21. I love the role model you are to our son.

22. I love how invested you are in our future.

23. I love the effort you put into everything you do.

24. I love that changing diapers doesn’t phase you.

25. I love that you miss bath time.

26. I love the “tsst” noise you make at the top of your squat.

27. I love that you consider me your best friend.

28. I love how much you love croissants.

29. I love everything about you. Everything.

xoxo, Your Rory

Birth Photography

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As the big Birthday gets closer and closer (and seriously closer), I’ve found myself drawn to birth photography. Images capturing the anticipation of Baby’s arrival, the emotions of the mom and dad to be, the first few moments with the brand new little baby. I’ve found myself crying over birth photos from people I don’t know.

Birth is very intimate. It’s a time like nothing else in your life. A day when you are bringing new life to this world. A day when your heart is just going to explode with love. And a day that might be one of the hardest, most difficult ones in your life. Very intimate.

But as human beings, we love to capture magical moments. Have them to share. So in comes birth photography. We are planning on having our labor & delivery captured, but I know not everyone wants that. What are your thoughts on birth photography?

xoxo, Mallory

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Weekend Recap

Friday, I packed up some clothes, hopped on a plane and surprised my freshly 21 year old sister.

With the help of my old college roommate and current wonderful friend Tracey, my mom and I surprised Anastasia + Nathan for their 21st birthdays. Showed up at dinner. Bought them Dark & Stormys and Margaritas. Drove their drunk booties home. And hung out for the weekend.

It was quick, exhausting, exhilarating and fabulous. Filled with good food, great friends, and amazing family all around.

xoxo, Mallory