top o' the mornin'

Good things in life often come pint-sized.

cute enough to eat (or bite)

The new crop of cousins in my family is full of girls, girls and more girls. Every family event is an explosion of pink and princess paraphernalia. Disney makes beaucoup bucks off of the PNKD clan. Recent count: 3 boys, 7 girls, 1 girl "bun in the oven." 

My theory: Agent Orange altered the Pham Y chromosome.

Regardless, they all make my heart go pitter-patter. 

And yes, I know this is the second recent post with baby pictures.
1. It's not my fault that Asian babies are cute.
2. I'm full-time studying and have mastered the art of procrastination.
3. It's better than being a creepy cat-lady.

too sweet for words

loric | 4 months | 03.14.10

cheeks made to be squeezed &kissed

rylan | 2 years | 03.14.10

wishin' every moment could be like this moment

river pham | houston | march 2010

what type are you

The folks at pentagram have managed to meld the arts of personality typing and typography: what type are you. Four question character analysis and voilà, your perfect type.

emotional

assertive

traditional

disciplined

"If you always demand that things be in order and then are always incredibly moved when they are, Pistilli Roman is your type."

p.s. Jessica, i thought of you especially and your admiration for all things myers-briggs. (fyi, i'm an ESFJ.)

lone star state

I'm spending this month - the entire month - living with my parents in Houston while studying for Step 2 of my boards. This will be the longest I've been "home" in the last decade. It's taking some getting used to but the livin' ain't bad.

1. Home-cooked Vietnamese meals. 'nuff said.

2. Sunny and 60s. Goodbye schizo Atlanta weather, helloooo sandals.

3. My brother's TV. Jack Shepard & Sawyer never looked so good.

4. Cousins, cousins & cousins, oh my. Catholics are good at procreation.

5. Cruising through the 'burbs in my mother's Mercedes. Strangely, it's a smoother ride than my Toyota Camry that recently got recalled.

6. Last but not least, FOB parents (and grandparents) are funny.

Me: Dear Mom, I hate studying. Love, your daughter.
Mom: I hate study too that why I have no degree. [verbatim]

Grandmother: You're 27? Your goods are getting dried up.
[rough translation]

It's good to be home.