Mabel Molanphy

I know this is late, but I want to make sure we made a post about this year’s Hal­loween adven­tures. This year was the first year that Mabel had an opin­ion on what she would like to be for Hal­loween. She was very spe­cif­ic and adamant that she want­ed to be a scor­pi­on. Yes…a scor­pi­on. Rebec­ca and I were won­der­ing how we would pull this off, but luck­i­ly, they went to the store and found a “Won­der Woman” cos­tume instead. Mabel put it on, and her alter-ego took over. 

In the pho­tos, she is mak­ing faces and pos­ing as Won­der Woman. The fun­ni­est thing, how­ev­er, is that we did­n’t coach her on how Won­der Woman should pose or what faces to make. It’s even fun­nier when you real­ize Mabel has no clue who Won­der Woman is – this is all her own doing. 

I love Sat­ur­day morn­ings. This is the day where Dad­dy and Mabel have set aside time to play, read books, cud­dle, watch videos or what­ev­er. It’s the time of the week where I feel like I get to catch up on what I miss with her every oth­er day. This video is a con­ver­sa­tion between Mabel and Dad­dy a few days after Mabel rode the bus for the first time in San Fran­cis­co. I was par­tic­u­lar­ly intrigued/concerned about the upside down baby (Mabel calls Lego peo­ple babies). 

We have been work­ing hard to have Fam­i­ly Home Evening every Sun­day after­noon with Mabel. The key to suc­cess, we have dis­cov­ered, is to always have a treat! This video cap­tures a typ­i­cal con­ver­sa­tion between Mama and Mabel, and more impor­tant­ly, the strong bond between them. I love watch­ing them chat, so I fig­ured I’d cap­ture it on video for future reference. 

** I did­n’t edit it down at all, so it gets pret­ty long. 

It seems like it’s been for­ev­er since we last updat­ed this blog. Oh wait! That’s because it has been forever. 

It is the end of August and much has hap­pened in the last two months. We are now liv­ing in a small apart­ment in San Fran­cis­co. We have debat­ed for some time if it is 600 sq. ft. or 800 sq. ft. – regard­less, it feels like an over­sized clos­et with a kitchen. But that has­n’t slowed Mabel down one bit.

This week­end has been par­tic­u­lar­ly crazy for us. In our insane quest to move to San Fran­cis­co next month, we have start­ed sell­ing some of our fur­ni­ture, includ­ing the sofa set we got when we first moved to Min­neapo­lis. It is dif­fi­cult to know how all of this change and “uncer­tain­ty” will affect Mabel’s behav­ior (she was a bit con­fused about why we were shar­ing our sofa with our friends) – so in an attempt to give her some com­fort, I decid­ed to give her a lit­tle home of her own. She seems to like it, as she has pro­ceed­ed to put many of her more impor­tant toys in it. Oh that we could be three again and be per­fect­ly con­tent liv­ing in card­board box­es with our most prized pos­ses­sions at our sides.