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A good portion of the morning and early afternoon were spent like this. And I don't know why. But prepare yourself for a large helping of Thoughts on Crying Toddlers and the Mommy Wars and GD Shut Your Front Cover Parenting Books. Oh yes. 


(Also, apparently the correct way to have a sustained temper tantrum is with a fist full of bread.)

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Warm rain and a solo trip to the coffee shop book in hand made for a pretty great Sunday afternoon.


Also, here's a random fact about Japanese umbrellas that I'm sure you'll find fascinating (umbrellas are windows into the heart of a culture, didn't you know):  they're clear. And the big 'ol waking-stick-curved-handle kind. No* fold up pocket brollies round these parts. 

*When I say no, I mean few. Hyperbole is one of my strong suits.

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A rare treat. Mr. Chef was home for a few hours this morning. Much tickling and general baby hilarity ensured. 


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We got out the mei tai for the first time in months. Stella's feelings about it have not changed: totally cool if we're out and about, but horrific torture device if we're inside and she wants to be held while I cook dinner because only my arms are good enough.


She does, however, love her some camera.

(Side note: noise?!!??? What the what? Seriously, if we don't get some light up in here and I can't bump down my ISO I don't know WHAT is going to happen. Photog people, help.)

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Tokyo Style

I had grand ambitions to get this post up last night, you know, like IN TIME for Small Style. But lo, a certain one-year-old piped up just as I was cracking open my laptop and demanded cuddles and attention because everything was terrible and there were possibly nightmares or perhaps an impending fever, dagger teeth, or other similarly horrific baby drama. And how she did scream. Turns out, though, it was all just a ploy to get out of baby jail and into my bed where she wanted to do some late night games of peak-a-boo. 

Anyway, that's neither here nor there. We were in Tokyo. And indeed, it was very stylish. And fabulous. And it gave me a new outlook on Japan. And we should probably talk about how I went, by myself with my big girl panties, to the biggest, busiest, train station in all of creation, and rode the subway, changed lines, and got to where I was going. At rush hour. And did I mention, I was by myself? Let's just say it is exactly how you imagine: a wall of people in black suits and white surgical masks envelop you and are everywhere and look busy and they know where they're going and you don't. Terrifying and exhilarating.

Tokyo was pretty amazing. Lights. Neon. Totally bonkers outfits. Shops. Restaurants. Trains. Trains. Trains. And so so so many people. Here, let me show you. (Prepare for photobombasity.)







Anyway, THAT is also neither here nor there. We're talking Small Style. While we were in Tokyo, we stayed at a super nice hotel which was super more than we could really afford but also super wonderful and amazing. And so, obviously Stella had to be extra super cute. See?




Highlights from the trip, according to Stella, were as follows: millions of chairs for climbing on; a gigantic bed for playing wild rumpus time on; papi papi papi; trains; buses (or dadeeees as she has termed them); sugar; cookies; braised beef; venison loin; indian food; pastries; more sugar; more cookies; a gigantic slide (which, side note, was also pretty much the highlight of the trip for me as well); the view the view the view omg the view; and lots of fun times with some lovely friends.

So now we're back at home detoxing from the glamorous city life (and all the white sugar that I let me kid eat) and dreaming of our next trip. But, honestly, Tokyo will be hard to beat.

Stella Wore:

Top (Stars): Bobo Choses

Top (Stripes): Tea Collection

Skirt: Bobo Choses

Leggings: H&M


Did I take a million pictures of the view? Yes. WIll I apologize for that fact? Nope. It's been almost 2.5 years since I've seen vistas like this one. Soaking it all up.

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It's rainy, dull, and grey. And consequently, the light in my tiny apartment is awful. Really really really awful (if anyone has some tips in this regard, I'd love to hear them.) I took some photos of muffin baking, but really, harsh shadows, noise, and crappy angles, so. No go. Instead, I threw an Instagram filter on this ol' phone photo and bob's your uncle.


He's only allowing this because he missed us so.

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One last city scape as seen at dawn the morning of our departure. SOTC.


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