i love my husband's hair. he looks like superman.
grant and i have a dream: we have four little boys named clark, peter, bruce, and logan. we really like super heroes. oh i want little grants so desperately. you know, crazy little brown haired green eyed boys who think they're batman.
(i don't know where this pic is from, do you?)
i have tried and tried to get grant to let me name a little boy anakin but he refuses, saying we cannot name our child after a sith lord. but i say, anakin was a trusting and confused good hearted jedi, who darth vador betrayed and murdered. and he eventually came back to bring balance to the force by killing the emperor.
what's up nerds?
and nothing makes grant more mad than when i beg for a son named jed isaac. you know, so he can be jed i. mccaleb, rad! but the argument is always settled by the realization that we can't ever ever get pregnant no matter how hard we try. so, you know, moot point. but boy do i want a little dude with this haircut (and smirk):
(this picture comes from the mind of george lucas)
yes....the picture below (from here) pretty much sums up my dream family. except you know, with cate, who you can't see because she'd be old enough to be in the front seat with me being all my best friend and bossy second mom:
i have been collecting vintage little boy clothes for a long time in anticipation of someday having my own little super heroes. grant likes to silk screen t-shirts for fun, and we have lots of shirts we want to make for our someday boys. i feel like the quilt/ handmade market really ignores the little dudes, too, and i want to make more of that kind of stuff.
in thinking about all of those things i have been toying with the idea of opening a etsy or big cartel shop that caters only to boys. vintage clothes, boy quilts and handmade awesomeness, simple t shirts. cheaper than ridiculous crew cuts and more awesome anyway. what do you think? am i the only one with dirty little skater boy super hero taste? it's just like, if i see another flower headband i just might lose my lunch.