our favorite warung

the girls love sitting up in this booth area on the floor. they would tease that the pics look like certain friends of ours and laugh hysterically.

the owner of the warung is related to my BFF.  this pic was taken at the owner's family compound, which is where my BFF grew up as the youngest of somewhere between 9 and 11 kids.  I never really understood how many births there were and how many children were born alive or died young.

this mound of food is part of an amazing experience from the bear's birthday party.

As the Bear's birthday party was kicking off, bowls and plates of food arrived on the top of people's heads.  The people looked vaguely familiar but we certainly we surprised to seem them and all of the food.

The people and the food just kept coming.  No words.  They left the food on the counter, smiled at us and walked out.  Uhmm, what?  Who?  Our BFFs are related to the owners of the local warung where we love to eat.  It was explained to us that the owners sent this food over for the Bear.  Sure enough, there was a card attached that said, "Happy 2nd Birthday!"  We felt the love.  And, then we all tasted the yummmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

The Botanical Gardens in Ubud

stuff we are into these days

traipsing through the garden

picking those zucchinis for bread and tomatoes that don't stand a chance of actually making it into the house before being eaten

hiding behind fairy lacing boards

squash and zukes

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this would be a goodnight kiss and snuggle for the elephant sprinkler.

this would be me carrying my daughter in my arms and her baby sipped up in my vest.

last and not the least.  to me, this is absolute proof of how much being a mama has stretched me in a great way.  and, as i have previously, mentioned, i may just need some anti-anxiety meds to handle crafty times.  so many of my mama friends love this kind of messy, crafty goodness but it makes my heart beat fast.  this so stresses me out from start to finish.  i know it's important for them and it helps me grow.  just need to have this pic as proof on those days when i am not going to pull the paint box out b/c of the overwhelming-ness of it.  once every week or two.  now, outside finger painting...that's another story.  pics of the outdoor painting fun to come.

i look like this