Last Saturday, at that magical time of evening when the ocean just starts to pull down on the sun, Doug and I thought it would be fun to take Emerson walking around Balboa Island. We LOVE Balboa Island, and I was feeling the need to exercise. This baby weight: DANG. This baby weight. And so we did. We walked and talked and laughed along the boardwalk lined with the dreamiest houses, our daughter nestled in the BOB ... View Post
“Why a Daughter Needs a Dad”
The dads in my life mean more to me than I could possibly express. And yet every year, especially since having our own kid, I majorly struggle to express it on Father’s Day. What kind of gift? Funny card or serious? Brunch or dinner? ... View Post