Cynthia Stevens | Ella. The luckiest one year old I know.

Ella. The luckiest one year old I know.

July 18, 2012  •  Leave a Comment

ohhhh man, where do I even begin to tell you about my newest love fest known as the Grasmueck family? Lets start with the house. Have you ever dreamed about actually walking into your pinterest house? Ya know, the one that you have pinned the gorgeous bathroom, the straight kitchen porn, the adorable nursery, a 5 star wine cellar, the bedroom of your dreams, and a laundry room that you'd rather just live in.  No, you haven't pinned all those to your pinterest boards? Well I have, and on Saturday I got to walk right into them, all under one roof. Seeing as this is pretty much my dream house, I have always pictured a perfect little family living in it. Well, lucky for me the Grasmuecks are just that. Chris, Rebecca, and Ella belong in a magazine. A perfect magazine, for perfect and happy people. I wanna live in that magazine. Wanna know the best part about it all? This family actually rocks. Infact, Im pretty sure Rebecca and I were separated at birth. She's the kind of chick that I actually save emails from so I can look back and laugh. In fact I just re-read her second email to me in which she invited me for Thanksgiving. I'm gonna save that one so it's not weird when I show up with the green bean casserole. Enough about me.

The luckiest little girl I know happens to be Ella, and she turned one last week. She's absolutely adorable, she loves her mom and dad to pieces, she is inches from walking on her own, she's not a huge fan of cake, and sometimes... just sometimes she sports her dad's skateboarder hair circa 1992 ;). Needless to say I'm a big fan of this tiny one. What do ya know, I fell in love with another family. how could I not?

...sigh

Chris made Ella this piano for her birthday. She practically has it mastered.

question...

pin it. for reals.

cake smash minus the cake

save that one for later

ya, chicky... you're totally getting a bath in the wine bucket.

wait, im confused... is this not what you do on Saturday mornings?


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