This year, the kids are getting in on it as well. Please note that I'm taking pics, uploading, and doing everything mobile and on the fly.... It's certainly not as pretty but it's the only way I'll ever be able to get anything posted,

Another year, another valentine. Look at those adorable kids!



And now let's have a trip in the wayback machine!



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I'd posted a teeny sneak peek at Sophie's sloth painting in progress in the days before Christmas. I wasn't going to do my usual holiday paintings this year, but when it's the only thing your kid asks for, and she's such an undemanding kid anyway, you break out the paints.



So here's the painting of a sloth and baby (her choice!) snuggling, in an old frame I hot-glued branches to. If I'd had more time/in a perfect world/blah blah blah I would have gotten a nice chunky wooden frame, and cut a nice mat for it too. You know what? Sophie adores it just the way it is, glue drips and all. And we even figured out that the tiny model-magic sloth tree ornament she made fits perfectly on that bottom branch. So I should just stop over thinking this stuff and let it be.



Sophie's extremely thorough knowledge of sloths came in handy when it came down to details - I knew why the fur grew that way (to help keep them dry) and that adding green accents to the mama sloths was perfectly okay, as sometimes those slow-moving cuties actually collect algae to help camouflage them in the rainforest's upper canopy.

And for some reason now, I think painting a wookiee would be a piece of cake. I am convinced sloths and wookiees are related in some galaxy somewhere. Do you see the resemblance too?

Over on my Facebook page I posted a link to what I thought was an awesome idea: get a free calendar and turn it into a small doodle-y journal. I can commit to that! And so could the kids. Luckily for us, our church was handing out free calendars. But oh no! What's this?



I am a Very Nice Catholic Girl, but I absolutely could not resist adding Kitten Kong to that top photo. And we're slightly giddy at the idea that I have 11 more pictures to add him to throughout the year.



Here you can see a few doodles and comments on the start of the month... and a giant kitten paw terrorizing the congregation.

My kids of course had to do it too. I swear I want this to be our holiday card next year, courtesy of Angela:



Sophie has a completely different take on it: she wants to write a story each month, and every day she will write a little more on each calendar square. By the end of the year, she'll have 12 stories!

Which may or may not contain giant adorable animals terrorizing the countryside.You never know with my kids.

Works in progress and a hasty post as I get my paint on. I can post these because I don't think the recipients will know to go online and see them! In no particular order: mama and baby sloth; hot-gluing twigs for the sloths' frame so they feel at home; a bleach-pen tshirt experiment (next step: sharpie); and the fact that I now apparently need to work with 5 palettes simultaneously.

My resolution for 2013: for God's sake, PAINT.

A little something I whipped up for my sister and sent in a care package:


And in case you're not sure what this is referring to, check this out:

This is a thing. Angela and I did it yesterday. You can too: here are the instructions. Enjoy!

(#78 from our 100 Things to do This Summer list)

Pool doodle/journal entry!

We've been doing a fair amount of swimming lately. For some reason my children have incredibly thick amounts of hair (wonder where they got that from?) and so we've just started on swimming caps for them. The only one that came close to fitting Sophie's hair was an adult large, and still doesn't cover it 100%. She winds up looking like she's channeling Marge Simpson with her big tall blue headgear.

They are getting the hugest kick out of the Olympics. They jump up and cheer, lay on the floor to demonstrate a proper backstroke, and generally get carried away. I love it.

(#63 from our 100 Things to do This Summer list)

According to the Nazzaro School of Art Direction, you must have the following:

1. Curly hair. Lots of it. May be piled atop head.
2. Glasses, the better to squint critically at your work.
3. The ability to make weird faces.
4. The compulsion to work and rework something until it is perfect, no matter how much it bugs the heck out of everyone around you. Demand excellence!

According to this list, Angela should be ready to report for work any day now.

Last week, we started something truly awesome with our children, something we've been waiting to do with them for years.

A D&D campaign!

Paul is doing a great job of tailoring it for the kids, making it challenging but not boring, and also bending the rules an awful lot so it's more fun. They rolled up and named their characters, and Peter kept asking, "So this is on the computer, right?"

"No, Peter."

"Okay, so it's a board game then?"

"No, Peter. It's in your head."

"Wait, I see dice... where is the board again?"

"Peter, just sit down and watch!"

(five minutes later, Peter has a revelation)

"It's ALL IN MY HEAD!" Mind. Blown.

We've had an absolute blast playing with the kids; they are so creative and funny and have great ideas. Instead of rolling up a new character, we brought back a VERY old one of mine from back in the day. The kids got such a giggle out of Brüna Stonginthearm and her dubious accent that we had to bring her back by popular demand. The sketch up top was doodled during one evening's campaign on a too-small piece of paper (which accounts for extra-shortness of our taller characters). I should post the version Angela colored in, everyone is wearing an awful lot of orange, for some reason. Just the thing for, you know, blending in and taking the enemy by surprise.

You know what they say; the family that plays together...

...stays together. At least, we think so.

500 fans on Facebook! I feel like we should do something to celebrate... any ideas?

Hey, I heard you like watercolor painting so here is a watercolor painting of Sophie doing a watercolor painting. You're welcome!

Inspired by images like this, I set out to create a poster for our own family. Feel free to use it as a springboard for your own 100 things!

Click to see the full image (and then click the magnifying glass). I don't mind if you pin it, but would you please include a link to me? Thanks!

Not pictured: awesomely fantastic and loving husband.

Three creative Mamas: me, Jill, (Red Crayon) Michelle.


This Mother's Day was very special, but very different. I spent most of it away from my kids, at the Crayola Factory, with two women I find incredibly inspirational. They kick butt, they take names, they are ferociously creative and incredibly loving mothers. I'm in awe.

Eight years ago, when my little twins were finally home from the hospital and Sophie was one, these two wonderful artistic mamas came on a road trip from two separate states (!) to visit me and take me out to lunch. At the time had only "met" online, but knew we were kindred spirits from the start. We were artists and mothers. And both were equally important to us.


Michelle, me, and Jill, August 2004. We look the same!

We talked of dreams - dreams for our kids, our families, our art. We encouraged each other, shared ideas, and shared the day to day realities too. And we've kept doing just that for the past eight years, through moves, life changes, book deals, new businesses started - we've kept up with each other through message boards, email, phone calls, Skype, Facebook, Twitter, "and," as Michelle says, "whatever's the next way to communicate with each other. We'll do that too."

Since we all live hours and states away from each other, we'd always tried to figure ways to get together over the years, but none of them jelled. But then we got a message from Michelle that she was on a book tour of New Jersey (by way of Ohio and Georgia!) and when could we meet up? The only date that worked for all of us was Mother's Day. Then I had a crazy suggestion...

"Would it help any if we met partway, and then you could contiune on eastward? I think Phillipsburg is about the halfway point, maybe we could all go to the Crayola factory and play!"

With responses from Michelle ("Crayola Factory?!?!") and Jill ("That would be fun!!!") that had us using lots of extra punctuation, I knew that again, we'd all be on the same page. And when we met that morning, it was as if only a couple of weeks, instead of eight years, had passed since we'd seen each other last.

We talked about Michelle's book deals, and Jill's book deals, and (ahem) my lack of said book deals. And how it made perfect sense for me to concentrate on my kids at this time, and that my work would always be there and I would have more and more time to devote to my artwork and "do it right" as they got older and they needed me less. We talked about "Being Elmo" and the need to protect your creativity and your family. About designing book covers. About what it's like to raise teenagers. About celebrating your children and their creativity without losing yours. Oh, and we also painted, sculpted, drew on walls, put our hands up for crayons hot off the press, please, and spent way too much in the Crayola Store. (Research!) We were the only moms there without their kids and were actually kind of gleeful about the whole darn thing. It was, in short, a pretty awesome day, and we left with promises that we'd never go eight years again before seeing each other again. (Ladies, I believe mentions were made, in no particular order, of the beach, the lake, maragaritas, and a spa date. We don't have to do them all in the same trip!)

Did I ever spend time with my awesome kiddos? Of course I did. But that's for the next post....

How to Miss a Childhood. Go read it, right now. Then turn off your phone/computer and go play outside with your kids, get messy and make crafts, read together. I don't care what. Just do it, before you miss another minute.

I know everyone is posting about Where the Wild Things Are today, but I want to send some love Pierre's way. For all the days you feel like saying "I don't care."

Angela and Peter. ♥

Today we walked past the Rialto downtown, and on the marquee, it said "Lost Beatles Concert 5/22". The kids and I started eagerly speculating what that could be about, and Angela decided she would come watch it with me (my teeny Beatle Buddy!) at the movie theater. A Beatles concert! With my kids! On screen! Yeah!

But when I got home and looked it up, I found that it's a documentary about the first time the Beatles came to America and the start of Beatlemania. Now.... while I dearly want to see the concert, it's probably only about 15 minutes of the film, and the rest of it is rock stars waxing lyrical about the Beatles. Oh yes, and a fan who cut a chunk of Ringo's hair. (Seriously? Who does that?)

I have a feeling I'll skip the movie and watch A Hard Day's Night with the kids instead. Has anyone else seen the movie, and is it worth it?