Magic Milkies 

It might make things better. 

It usually does 

Occasionally antibiotics are required.

Magic Milkies have been making life consistently better in our household for more than five years. I’ve enjoyed a long run of breastfeeding both my children.

Recently Lady Kitty suffered a long bout of illness with a fiercely stubborn upper respiratory infection that morphed into an ear infection. I took her to Children’s Hospital (channeling all my duchess strength*) after she spiked a 103 F fever several weeks into the fight. She’s in the middle of her 10 day course of antibiotics now, and finally her ear pain and ear infection is resolved, and she stands an excellent chance of completely clearing this nasty bug!

I’ve been literally nursing her back to health, as there have been nearly a month of sleepless nights where she insists to drink all night long. I know she’s finally feeling a bit better because some of her playfulness is returning. She takes a break from the Magic Milkies and gives me raspberries on my stomach and then smiles and laughs with a twinkle in her eye. Now hopefully our funny girl will make a full recovery and she can resume sleeping through the night – and then Mama can too!

Still sick, but working hard at recovery – almost there!

Keeping [the tooth fairy] Busy

PC Chamonix Browne, The Happy Film Company

Lake lost his second upper front tooth over the weekend, while eating a cucumber at dinner. Currently he has no upper front teeth. This was his fourth baby tooth to fall out. He’s going strong.

“Did you have any idea it would come out?”

“No,” he said.

“Was it wiggling at all today when you were playing with George?” That morning he had chosen to eat a big carrot for breakfast as we dashed off to his play date. Specifically he wanted to eat one of the big farmer’s market carrots (and nothing else).

“No,” he said.

He gave me his lunch order wish: turkey, cheese, “salad” sandwich with jam.

“What a lovely idea! That reminds me of one of my favorite sandwiches from the Frye Art Museum café.” To his great delight I said “yes” to the jam on the sandwich and made his gourmet creation on gluten free vegan bread using my friend Katie’s homemade raspberry jam which glows like rubies in it’s little glass jam pot.

“Jam is so good. Jam is like eating a lollipop!” Lake said.

He’s hilarious as ever, and crawled into my bed during his nap and hid there. When I got back in bed to take a power nap myself, he emerged from under the covers, and then propped up his chin in his hands. “I wanted to see your face. Your pillow is so tall, I had to use stilts for my head,” he said.

A perfect day. I’m glad I spent it with you!

Happy Birthday Michael!

Solar Eclipse, Gasworks Park 2017 📷Gam

We wish you the happiest birthday Michael!

Michael is a loyal friend, a defender of cats, a fun dad, and a thoughtful and romantic husband. Amidst the sometimes chaos of family photography, Michael is known to remain “cool as a cucumber,” per Chamonix. He treads lightly on the earth with his minimalist lifestyle and electric car, and is a quiet champion of vegetarianism and veganism. He is an accomplished chef, regularly turning out richly flavored and unique dinners for the family table. He likes to stay active and enjoys reminiscing about his teenage years as a track star. If Michael wasn’t an urban family man and inpatient hospital pharmacist, he would most probably retire early and develop a ranch for rescue cats.

Enjoy your birthday celebrations, Michael! We love you!

Princess Power(s)

Lake is in his second week of Kindergarten. He says, “it’s not my First Day at this rodeo.” Lake has his Sun Powers and he has all the powers (when pressed to elaborate that includes: lighting powers, rock powers, shoe powers, and of course the strongest powers: gun powers). He has all the powers except the “dark powers “ which were stolen by George. I was asking him about the peace powers and the love powers. They are the actually the strongest powers I assured him.

For me, I also have my Princess Powers.

A small quarantine hobby turned into a slight obsession. Catherine, the Duchess of Cambridge is my style icon. She projects poise, polish, and portrays steadiness of character and love and all the while elegance, cheer, and good humor.

Many call it Copy Kate, or Copy Catherine. For me Duchess dressing adds a touch of glamor and sophistication to the sometimes doldrums of adulting.

When faced with an impossible day, I try to invoke my inner duchess to face the challenges with grace, or quite literally don an outfit that the princess wore. There’s nothing like wearing a princess outfit to help me feel up to the challenge. My husband likes to remind me that she is a millionaire and we are not, however she aims to stay relatable and therefore as a parent, I have the feeling she manages many of the same trials as I do. Aiming to weave in the five elements of successful early years parenting as championed by HRH, (take time for yourself, teach your kids to give back, bond with other mums, spend time in nature, lean on family),

a perfect day to invoke Princess Powers might look like this:


Feed Lady Kitty when she wakes up


Take Lake to meet carpenter contractor at condo for plumbing repairs

Take Lake to say goodbye —sold!—to the apartment we lived in when he was born.

Drop Lake off at Kindergarten

Home to meet electrical contractor


Pick up Lake from Kindergarten

Share a quick lunch/snack with my son and hear his impressions from his first school days.

Clean Airbnb Apartment


Walk to the the Park with the kids after work to hang out with the neighbors

Dress Family in freshly ironed Outfits

Meet Photographer at Lake’s Kindergarten for Golden Hour Back to School Photos

Smoothies for dinner

Bed! —Whew!

📷 Chamonix Browne – The Happy Film Company

A perfect day… I’m glad I spent it with you!

Sun Power(s)

Madeline has a quick sense of humor and to all our benefit she uses it advantageously to negotiate with Lake. She wanted to put the sunscreen on Lake and he was trying to argue his way out of it. (He said it was not hot outside.) She said even though it was not hot out, the UV rays are still present and what we’re protecting your face from. From the “Sun Power,” she said. “You forgot the ‘ers’,” he said. “It’s ‘Sun Powers!'” he corrected. She had him in her thrall. Sun Powers are something Lake invented as the strongest super hero powers in the world. He assiduously applied his sunscreen.

I was laughing so hard!

Friday Lake was dawdling over his dinner. In all fairness I had aided him in spoiling his appetite with a snack of peanut butter and blueberry jam waffle (his choice) before dinner. He was visibly worn out and famished when he woke up from his after school nap. He has a cold and just completed two full days of Kindergarten. So I capitulated and let him have his chosen pre-dinner breakfast snack but then later during dinner as energy levels waned I thought I’d poke him a little to see if I could motivate him.

I said, “Oh my! I see I finished all my dinner, I think I’ll try one of those new cookies!”

He told me I was boasting. I paused to consider that one. I agreed I was a bit and apologized. It’s not very nice manners to boast, I agreed, but that I was teasing him a little and it was meant all in good fun. He finished his dinner. Come to think of it, we forgot all about the cookies we were so tired!

Our superhero with Sun Powers and sunscreen protected from the sun’s power!

Lake is five. This beloved ABBA song reflects our mixed feelings about Lake’s milestone of matriculating elementary school this week (substituting pronouns):

Schoolbag in hand

She leaves home in the early morning

Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile

I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness

And I have to sit down for a while

The feeling that I’m losing her forever

And without really entering her world

I’m glad whenever I can share her laughter

That funny little girl

Slipping through my fingers all the time

I try to capture every minute

The feeling in it

Slipping through my fingers all the time

Do I really see what’s in her mind

Each time I think I’m close to knowing

She keeps on growing

Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table

Barely awake, I let precious time go by

Then when she’s gone there’s that odd melancholy feeling

And a sense of guilt I can’t deny

What happened to the wonderful adventures

The places I had planned for us to go

(Slipping through my fingers all the time)

Well, some of that we did but most we didn’t

And why I just don’t know

Slipping through my fingers all the time

I try to capture every minute

The feeling in it

Slipping through my fingers all the time

Do I really see what’s in her mind

Each time I think I’m close to knowing

She keeps on growing

Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture

And save it from the funny tricks of time

Slipping through my fingers

Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning

Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile


School Readiness



Lake is ready! Activate: School Readiness! School Readiness is complete! School starts tomorrow!

Lake’s preschool years were predominately defined by free play at home and the local parks with our German au pairs, and big trips to Nana and Baba’s. Lake got a taste of the classroom with Saturday morning Kindergarten at the German Language School and swim lessons as a 3-4 year old, as well as Music Together, the 50 minute weekly class he attended with his au pairs from age 7 months through the beginning of the pandemic. Those were our concessions to our preschooler’s group learning. Michael and I wanted him to have as much of a chance as possible to be a kid and explore the world in his own way.

At the beginning of the summer, Lake procured scissors from the kitchen and proceeded to open his own birthday packages. Inside were Legos that he then endeavored to put together by himself, following the “constructions”. He managed it all on his own. That confirmed for me that he would be able to join the Kindergarten class in the autumn just fine.

When I was a young tot of four years, my family famously had me choose between Preschool and Dance Class. Since I was already adept at using scissors and had taught myself to read, I was supported in my choice to skip preschool and to attend weekly ballet and tap dance classes instead. As a result I gained a memorable year with my dad as his “little partner” after my mom went back to work teaching. I followed my Dad around our compound as he worked on projects, and would get dressed up in my pink Strawberry Shortcake outfit to join him in going to “town” for groceries and errands. That year was so special and helped forge a strong and lasting bond between my dad and me.

The freedom of Lake’s preschool years have similarly allowed Lake to spend heaps of time with my parents, his grandparents. They have a wonderfully close relationship and get on famously. Lake just wrapped up more than two months with Nana and Baba this summer at their lake cabin. We are filled with gratitude as they enact what amounts to personalized and private Outdoor School/Summer Camp for Lake- daily reading, playing on the beach, building trails and forts (“shanty”), as well as going to outdoor theatre, and practicing his letters and numbers with Nana. He relishes the one-on-one love-filled time with his grandparents and comes home an inch taller and bursting with new skills and confidence. “I can make ‘breastfast’ myself. I learned how this summer. I just need a bowl. I can pour the milk and everything.”

You can be proud of yourself, Lake! You did it! You’re all set for Kindergarten. Ready, Set, Go!


Lady Kitty is following in Lake’s footsteps; PC Chamonix Browne, The Happy Film Company

Mei Mei

Lady Kitty started saying Mei Mei incessantly this past weekend while we were visiting Nana and Baba. She would point and say “Mei Mei” if it was something she wanted. Nana decoded that she was staking claim, as well as referring to herself as Mei Mei and the name stuck. We all started calling Lady Kitty “Mei Mei.” I couldn’t help it, the name is contagious.

“Mei Mei” PC Chamonix Browne

She knows what she wants. (“Mei Mei”). She knows what she doesn’t want. (And she lets us know too by having a huge, short but definitive, bucking bronco fit.) She’s walking and waving and saying a sweet breathy “hi” to all animals she sees. “Hi” to the ducks, dogs, cats, deer, even our neighbor’s plastic swans. Lady Kitty comes up to us now as well, and says her charming honeyed “hi” with a smile and a wave. Hearts melt. A perfect day, we’re all glad we spent it with you!