When I’m not mothering... but also when I am. 
Yay! 2021! Happy New Year you guys! But honestly yesterday was yesterday and today is today and it’s Friday and tomorrow is Saturday just like it was last week and it will be next so everyone just chill the fuck out and keep your thinking/learning caps on and be hopeful and energized but also remember everyday is a new day and everything is going to be fine and don’t forget 2020 was the year that everyone leant to bake bread and cinnamon buns so it wasn’t all bad and that’s good and I love you guys and my dog (and cats and chickens) and my husband and baby and family and friends and everything is going to be okay. 
A lot of shit went down in 2020 and it was what it was, but for us this year will always be the one that brought us Esmé - the most special. That being said, I’m ready to crush 2021. 
For years to come. 
Seán said he’s not making another gingerbread house with me again if he’s not allowed to eat it. I guess that’s reasonable #diy #houserenos #gingerbreadcomp 
merry merry merry ho ho ho santa loves you 
Make believe is the actual best. I vividly remember heading toward my teen years (teen?!!😆😆maybe I was a late bloomer) and reluctantly feeling it was time to put the toys away. Anyway, now I have Esmé aka the perfect excuse to play make believe and make make believe for the next (at leeeaast) decade. 
I know what you’re thinking “wow did you dip your hand pruners in tar or do you just take super good care of your garden tools?” Anyway, whatever, basically dehydrating oranges and making Christmas crafts with them is my fave new festive hobby. It’s so easy - slice oranges, blot juices with towel, bake at 200-250 degrees F, flip em every now and again. 4-5 hours later pour a festive drink and string em, hook em, hang em, wreath them. The possibilities aren’t endless but they’re sweet and citrusy and cheery with a touch of the olden days. And if there’s one thing I love, it’s the olden days. 
Ebenezer, I mean Esmé. Sean asked me if he was the only one who didn’t know who Ebenezer was, I thought he might be, but just incase - Ebenezer Scrooge - the cranky character from “A Christmas Carol”... Charles Dickens ... Bah Humbug. Btw- my baby is an absolute ANGEL, this is just a lark in the name of Christmas Instagram blaguery