#2k14BigSur

A couple weeks back was our 4th annual Big Sur camping trip that we take with an ever growing group of our friends (we’re averaging 2+ babies a year). 

Every year we take a group photo.

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12 adults, 14 babies. (12 of which were 4 and under!)

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//Silas, Kael, Rhys, Miette, Atlas, Oliver, Hero, Primrose, Clementine, Mary, Peter, Johnny, Casimir, (Not pictured Sondre who was snoozin). Pretty solid nameset. 

Every year, our good friend Scott makes us all matchy match shirts. 

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Every year we have the eldest boys take a photo on the swing set. This year they graduated to the big kid swings. 

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Every year we get ice cream cones and play in the river.

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Every year we take over the playground.

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Every year we get stuck in the tent with an overwhelmed baby.

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Every year we drive down a long, one lane road to the beach and conquer sand mountain. 

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Every year we share great conversations around the campfire.

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Every year we are in awe of the beautiful drive.

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Every year we remember how we really do live in the best state. 

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Every year we grow closer as a family. (sappy sappy sappy)

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Flourless Peanut Butter, Oatmeal + Chia Seed Cookies

The boys have been pretty exhausting the past couple days. The “I’m not going to let you do anything except adore me” exhausting. So here was my naptime pick me up.

Flourless Peanut Butter, Oatmeal + Chia Seed Cookies

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I modified this recipe and made them like this:

1/2 cup chunky peanut butter

1/2 packed brown sugar

2 eggs*

1-1/4 cups old fashioned oats

1ish Tbsp Chia Seeds*

*Original recipe called for only one egg, but it was a dry crumble until I added a second egg. Also, I just tossed in some chia, probably around a tablespoon.

Yields around 2 dozen smaller cookies.

1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees. 

2. Mix the peanut butter and sugar until fluffy (electric mixer)

3. Add the other ingredients and mix.

4. Scoop them onto a cookie sheet and bake for 6 minutes. Take out and do the crisscross fork trick and put them back in the oven for 2 more minutes.

5. Take them out and cool on a wire rack and eat them before the kids wake up.

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Or surprise them with cookies after their nap. You make the call.

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My Fall/Winter Capsule Wardrobe

This post is brought to you by my shower. I don’t know if I’m the only one lacking a perfectly lit white surface to photograph in front of, but my shower reallyyyy came through for me today. So don’t mind the occasional shower head and faucet. 

If you’re new to capsule wardrobing like I was a couple weeks ago, read everything on here.

Fall/Winter Capsule

17 shirts, 9 sweaters, 1 vest, 5 skirts, 1 dress, 3 pants, 4 shorts, 2 leggings, 1 jacket, 8 shoes

51 items. Not too shabby and not too excessive if I do say so mah self. Surprisingly, I already owned 48/51 of the items and many of the items date back a few years. I only ended up buying 2 pairs of shoes since deciding to try out a capsule wardrobe and currently saving for the jacket. 

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Yellow, grey, beige vnecks: Target

Rust v-neck: Madewell

Green shirts, dark chambray, stripes, deer, and fox shirts: Anthropologie

Light chambray shirt: Jcrew

White star shirt: Jcrew

Grey with gold heart shirt: Jcrew

Black blouse: Anthropologie

Nude lace shirt: Anthropologie

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Beige long sleeved shirt: Target

Yellow flower, brown sweater, yellow vest, stripe skirt, yellow skirt, bow sweater, red bottom skirt: Anthropologie

Gray sweater: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

Brown and gray sweater: Madewell

Cat sweater: Jcrew

Hello sweatshirt: Hello Apparel

Gold heart sweatshirt: Jcrew (pst, they also have this same print in baby pjs that Prim just might have)

Fair Isle sweater: Madewell

Green dress: Anthropologie

Black dot skirt: Madewell

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Green pants and stripe shorts: Anthropologie

Blue jeans: Madewell

Grey jeans: Gap

Maxi skirt: Target

Cut-offs: Old Urban Outfitters Jeans

Pink and blue Shorts: Jcrew

Leggings: LuLaRoe

*Parkas: Pendleton Tan and Red

*HELP ME DECIDE WHICH COLOR!? I’m saving for this jacket and can’t decide between the tan and red. I’m heavily leaning towards the tan, but the red is so red and so classy. Am I red coat? #IMISSPLL

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Sandals: Madewell

Brown Flats: Seychelles (via Amazon)

Brown Boots: Keds

Brown and red mocs: Minnetonka 

Multi-color mocs: 2568 Shoes 

Brown Booties: Anthropologie

Black Flats: Anthropologie

Breakdown 

Since most of these items are complied from what I already owned, I can see some of my purchasing flaws like, 3 pairs of moccasins!? Or 2 plain green shirts, 2 gray shirts, so many t-shirts and not enough nicer day-to-day can be dressed up shirts. If I had a few more of the nicer shirts and less tshirts, I would have a little more variety with my church outfits. Also, I would maybe hold out on owning so many pull-over sweaters/sweatshirts and trade them for button-down sweaters while I’m still nursing.

I also have so many knee length skirts and still have shorts in this capsule because of a few reasons.

1. All my pants are pre-pregnancy. Nine months on, nine months off. 

2. It’s still pretty warm here in California and I may start the day in a sweater and pants, but come lunchtime, I’m ready to go back into my shorts. They’ll have to stick around for a while longer. 

3. Skirts are so much more practical to wear to mass while nursing a baby. I can still use the ol’ undershirt trick.

I can’t wait until the spring capsule when I can try to implement the rule of three.

I feel so good about this! I can already feel so much anxiety about what to wear and the feeling of missing something float away. 

Are you building your own capsule wardrobe? Are you cleaning out your closet? Share it with me! 

Facebook Official + Preschool Schedule

Hey guys!

I finally decided to make a Facebook Page for the blog! Go like and share because I know you and everyone you know is looking for another mom blog to read. We can never read enough about blowouts, tantrums, first words, and birth stories. 

https://www.facebook.com/wilberhuset

In other news, I have become that mom that makes a schedules the day out. Believe me, I didn’t want to be but I could only take so much of, “So can I watch a show now? Is it dinnertime? When are we going to Target?” and the tantrums that ensued when it wasn’t any of those times. 

This is what I came up with (primarily for Oliver):

7am: Wake up and go to the playroom, not mama+dada’s room

7:30: Wash up

8: Breakfast

8:30-9: Playtime

9-10: Preschool

10-11:30: Snack + Playtime

11:30: Lunch

12pm-12:30: TV show

12:30-2:30: Nap time/Quiet time

2:30-4:30: Snack + Playtime

4:30-5/5:30: TV show while mama cooks dinner and until Dada gets home

5/5:30: Dada’s home! 

5:30: Eat dinner

6: Bathtime or if Ollie nap, movie time

7pm: Bedtime

It has really, really helped super orderly Ollie the past few days. If we need to run errands, I try to schedule it around morning playtimes and push preschool back to right before lunch. We’ll see if it’s only working because we are still in the honeymoon phase, but pleaseeeeeeeee work forever. 

And go like my page. 

https://www.facebook.com/wilberhuset

All Aboard the Minimalist Capsule Wardrobe Train

Capsule Wardrobe. It’s happening. 

I have been devouring through Caroline’s blog, Unfancy, over the weekend since Jenna over at A Mama Collective posted about her plan to build a capsule wardrobe being a mom of three

I’m a mom of three! I want to do this! I always feel like I have nothing to wear/nothing is nursing friendly/everything is old or worn out/ I’ll just wear this when I’m not pregnant or nursing (aka never). I would look into my closet and just see things I couldn’t wear. 

Yesterday was the purge of all purges. No holding back. I took everything out of my closet and dresser and split it all into four piles. 

1. Clothes that I will wear now, love, good condition, nursing friendly, season appropriate

2. Clothes that I love but either aren’t nursing friendly/season appropriate/too sentimental (looking at you prom dress)/or special occasion clothing

3. Clothes I can sell to fund the holes in my capsule

4. Get out of my sight, what was a thinking, waste of money, DONATE. 

I packed away a few items that will emerge during the next capsule (gotta start budgeting for that because most of my spring/summer clothes are still in my fall/winter capsule and will probably be so worn/stained by then). I took a couple bags to Buffalo Exchange (got $57, holla), and donated the rest. 

The thing about living in southern California is that there are pretty much only 3 seasons. 1 season is just hothothot which is about June-October, the next is slightly colder (I’m talking in the High 50’s to low 60’s people. Don’t hate.) which is November to February, and then there is a transitional period of so cold/so hot/maybe rain from March-May. So pretty much no winter (squinty teethy smiling emoji). But because there are fewer seasons and more spit-up/pee/stains/boogers ending up on me, I’m allowing myself to have a slightly bigger capsule, perhaps 45-50 pieces to allow for the midday clothes change after a blowout happens on my lap. 

So after purging, I assessed what I had and what I still felt like I needed.

My shopping list was only:

1. Brown Booties

2. Black Flats

3. Undershirt (the ol’ nursing in public trick and also does count as one of the capsule items)

4. Long sleeved shirt

5. Jacket

I filled out Caroline’s planner to help organize my capsule planning.

// not entirely sure how to pinpoint the euro look, but I want it. 

// For a long time I have been strictly a brown over black and nooooo pink, but I’m opening up my wardrobe. We’ll see if that’s a capsule regret. 

// Where do you guys buy jewlery? I feel like I should be upping my jewelry game. No rings or bracelets though. Believe me and the rest of the people at Trader Joe’s, my hands are already full. 

Once I have all my capsule items bought and organized, I’ll write up what is in my capsule and where it’s all from. 

Do this with me! Am I crazy? 

I can.not.wait. to just look in my closet and grab something without being bombarded with negative thoughts of “if only I wasn’t nursing I could wear this” or “if I have lost more postpartum weight I could wear that” or “if only I had ______” . Nope. Get out of here. All I want to think when I open my closet is “how fab do I want to look today?”. 

7QT: Where there’s far too many photos of me

Hello hello again! It’s Friday and 7QT is a party I always show up to. 

1. So I got my hair done andddddddd

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I took a few inches off and sombre’d my ombre. I love it. Thanks for everyone who helped me decide! I also picked up some sea salt spray which I also love. My hair is pretty stick straight, but this really adds a bit of texture and volume. It helped day two curls bounce a bit back up. 

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//Photo c/o Oliver

2. Daniel is going to be gone for a week and I’m trying to figure out what to do to occupy my time/not go crazy. I’m thinking I’m going to start Gilmore Girls, maybe read some more Outlander (okay, I’m trying to push through the boring sexiness…worth it?), frozen pizzas+oreos, and a 25 year old, 3 year old, 18 month old, and 2 month old in one bed with a bat close by.

3. Speaking of Oreos, Daniel came home and surprised me with these:

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Which did I open first?

4. Here are some links to things you should be reading instead:

BORED MOMS (My friend Koseli started this wonderful blog, check it out and contribute!)

-10 to 10 (Pain medication scale. I went from a -9 to a +3 ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )

Mommy, Somebody Needs You  (For those of us who enjoy reading things that will make you cry cry cry, but happy)

5. Yesterday was the Feast of the Guardian Angels. I was talking to Ollie about them while tucking him into bed. I reminded him how everybody has one and if he ever feels scared, he can ask his guardian angel to protect him. He looked at me really seriously and said, “yeah, your guardian angel and my guardian angel, NOT dada’s or atlas’ or prims, fought the bad guardian angel with the orange helmet, red eyes, blue arms and golden knees.” Spooked. 

I do believe I saw my guardian angel when I was around 6/7ish. We lived in a two story house and after dinner I ran upstairs to grab something and when I closed my bedroom door and turned around a figure was standing in front of me glowing white and blue. It was a woman all wispy and beautiful and I just stared at her in awe then thought, “Oh my gosh, it’s a ghost!” and closed my eyes and ran back downstairs to the rest of my family. 

Bonnie has seen hers, too.

6. I’m easing into a little blogging hiatus until Daniel and I finish up the brand new Wilber Huset. I’ll probably pop in a few times until it’s finished, but I want to use this as motivation to get it done. Some posts I have lined up in my head are summing up the #2k14bigsur trip we just got back from, a day in the life with 3, part 3 of our love story, our conversion story, and a million more 7QTs. 

7. As always, photo spammy.

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More 7QT over at Conversion Diary

Petunia Pickle Bottom Layette Fan Girl

Hey everyone! I wanted to pop in from my crazy life and write about how much I love Petunia Pickle Bottom. No this is not a sponsored post (hahaha, hi 30 followers!), but just a fan post.

The first time I came across PPB was back in 2010 when Daniel and I were living in Denver and we popped into a little boutique while I was pregnant with Ollie. I saw a Petunia Pickle Bottom bag and immediately fell in love and knew I needed to get one someday. Flash forward to 2012 and Daniel’s company was looking for an office space in Ventura and lo and behold they find a space in the same building as PPB. 

Since then, we have moved forward from stalking to actually becoming friends with some of the wonderful employees at Petunia and they have been so kind and generous. Last week I got a few more layette pieces for Primrose that I just have to share with you all, so check out this little photo set (yes, I even got out the ol’ nikon for these). 

This is the blush blooms bodysuit:

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Next, here is the perfectly named prim pinwheels:

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(check out that rooooound tummy)

Looking rolly in the pink posy:

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(blurry but look at that face! Wilber smirk is a dominant gene) 

and lastly, the happy houndstooth with their pink beanie (part of a social set):

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(Cameo by veteran PPB model….)

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**BONUSSSSS** This print is no longer available but check her out. 

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There aren’t enough praises I can say about Petunia. Their bags. Their layette. Their company. I’m always so excited to see what they come out with next and love being able to support a “local” business. 

7QT: Preschool, Hair Advice + Too Many Photos

Happy Friday! 

1. Ollie started “preschool” Labor Day weekend. I really shouldn’t call doing a few workbooks for 15 min a day preschool, but I’m gonna go with it. Ollie is OBSESSED. He wrote this all by himself!

Progress!

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Ollie: He’s blossoming into quite the three year old. Never-ending string of whys. Finally getting out his terrible two naughtiness that I thought we missed…

BUT he’s also been amazing and hilarious. 

After seeing a photo of himself:

"Look! It’s me at my first birthday! I was 2 months old."

Singing: "Sugar on your face, sugar on your face, sugar on your hair, sugar on your hair. It’s a new Jason Mraz song."

Atlas: He’s been my sweet, lovey buddy lately. When he’s not squinting his eyes and saying, “baby mimose” in the tiniest baby voice, he’s copying every.single.thing. Ollie does or being super goofy like putting cereal in his hair to make everyone laugh…

He’s talking like crazyyyy, too. His favorite word has to be nose. 

Primrose: Angel baby. Only get’s worked up with she’s really tired and wants to be away from the crazies and tucked in bed. She’s right around my favorite baby age when they are so lovey and smily and observant.

3. Okay, I need some important advice. I’m getting my hair cut on Thursday and I’m so torn with what to do. Part of me (a big part) wants to cut it off kinda like this but with a darker ombre. (Photos c/o Pinterest of course.)

But practical Jenna that knows I ALWAYS regret cutting my hair short and thinks I should continue to grow it out longer and just get the dead split ends off and make my ombre ready for autumn wants something like dis

What I know I want is for my hair to be healthy as I approach the big 3 month postpartum hair shedding, not have to deal with mad tangles that I have now, super easy styling as in I just need to brush it and can maybe put it in a bun or ponytail. Help me out! I can’t make this decision alone. Any other hair suggestions??

4. Big news over here…..

I’VE STARTED EATING BACON AGAIN! I haven’t eaten pork or beef in years and years and have always missed bacon like any sane person who has ever had that salty gift from God on their tongue. Beef and all other pork products gross me out still, but my life is so much better with bacon back in it. Minus the bacon grease stain on one of my only decent postpartum shirts. 

5. Also, I jogged yesterday for the first time since May 12 2013 (thank you Nike+) and didn’t die! I only ran a mile, but I didn’t stop the entire time. So proud. So fitness.

6. These next few weeks are going to be crazy busy with a root canal, camping, Daniel gone for a week, get togethers, appointments, so on and on and on. I can’t wait for things to die down so we can relax from this crazy postpartum surviving we’ve been in. But until then…

7. Let the photo spams continue

More quick takes over hereeee.

Lucky

I often assume people think the worst things about me. I jump to conclusions that people have bad intentions and are out to scoff at me. I especially feel like that now that I am entering/have entered the spectacle stage of 3 little ones in tow. 

Over the weekend, Daniel and I took the kids out to Whole Foods so we could pick up a coffee and get the boys a cookie. While we were in line, I saw an elderly lady behind us, just staring. I could see her tallying up the kids and connecting them to their parents, me and Daniel. Her face remained neutral, but my mind started racing. 

"Great, I wonder what she’s thinking. What do people even think when they are so outside of this situation and lifestyle and see us? She must think we are reckless and we don’t know what we are getting into. I bet she is relieved to see that we have a newborn girl and that we must be done now. Ughh, okay. Gotta keep smiling and act like we got this all under control even though Atlas somehow already has chocolate up in his eyebrows and Ollie keeps running back and forth between me and Daniel…"

Daniel grabbed the stroller and his drink and took them outside while I waited inside for my drink (with Primrose in the sling). The lady came up to me and asked how old Prim was and I answered, “Oh, she’s 6 weeks!” (then thought, okay next question is usually how old the other 2 are and then some remark about popping them out quick…) and she replied, “She’s so tiny! Looks like she just came out of the womb!….Such beautiful kids. You’re very lucky.” 

Lucky!? That’s new. So I asked her if she had any kids of her own and she answered, “I had an ectopic pregnancy, so no.” and went on to explain how she got married late and she got pregnant and didn’t find out it was ectopic until she was 4 months pregnant, and unfortunately never got to have any children. 

It’s so easy to forget how “lucky” I am. Often these three blessings feel more like crosses, often when they are literally like crosses and climbing all over me. That encounter was such a needed gift of putting my “suffering” into perspective. I really am lucky.

Current life as told by .gifs

Okay, okay. I get it. I haven’t really blogged about anything significant in a while. Not to make excuses, but life has been 

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with a lot of moments where

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but then they’re like

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and then I’m like

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and then it’s nap time and they’re like

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and I’m like

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and then once quiet time or crib time is enforced I’m like

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on repeat for ever and ever. Amen. 

xoxo