The Big Day is upon us. Don’t forget to vote! And just in case you are still looking for a candidate, I know a pretty cute one who would love your vote. His platform includes universal naps for everyone, pacifiers forever and lots of trips to the park. May the best baby win!
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Sugar and spice and everything nice; sunshine and rainbows and ribbons for hair bows; tea parties, ballerina graces and baby doll faces, and the cutest crooked little smile you ever did see … that’s what my sweet girl is made of. Happy National Daughters Day, sweet sunshine of mine!! I am so glad that God blessed me with you!!
We’re nearing the end of the second week of school, and while everything is going beautifully, I do have to admit that I keep catching myself dreaming of being back at the beach. Anyone interested in starting a homeschooling co-op at the beach? I’ll teach science!
I mean, seriously, who couldn’t handle a little of this every day?!?
How much fun can a little toy car be? Well, pretty fun, if you ask sweet baby blue eyes…
And a few of my sweet assistant, who just adores his little “mini me” and almost always indulges his crazy mamma’s obsession with photography.
Ok, back to editing our family photos from 2012. Hoping to catch up sometime in the next decade!
We get ice just about every year, but it’s not often that we get the *good stuff.* So what do you do when you see fluffy white snowflakes dancing from the sky? You get your swimming goggles, yard tools, and have loads of fun, of course! 😉
He is my firstborn. The child that made me a mother. The newborn that we fumbled over and the one that we have probably made more “mistakes” on than I care to admit. But we must be doing *something* right, because we couldn’t be prouder of his character and who he is becoming. We feel so fortunate to be his parents and firmly believe that God has given him a special set of characteristics that will one day be used mightily. He is my leader. My outgoing one, my encourager. My tenderhearted, passionate one who literally OVERFLOWS with joy. His sweet teacher this year calls him her “joy pill,” because his joy knows no bounds.
I never thought in a million years that the girly girl that I am would be a boy mom, and much less enjoy it, but my sweet Max has certainly changed my mind there, which is a good thing because we will be welcoming ANOTHER BOY to our family in July. We are a little shocked, as we all were convinced (and I mean go ahead and paint the nursery pink convinced) that we were having another girl, but super excited for all the new boy adventures that will be coming our way. We love you, Maxwell and are so proud of you. If this next little boy turns out half as sweet as you, we’ll be in pretty good shape! 😉
Remembering the Past While Looking Forward to the Future
You might remember that 2011 was not the easiest year for our little family. Yes, about this time last year, I was quite excited to say goodbye to 2011 and start a brand new year. A new year filled with new opportunities, new beginnings and new blessings. And while 2012 was much gentler and kinder to our family, as I stop to reflect back on what it was, I find that I’m most thankful not for the great blessings and “high moments” but for the hardships of the year before. For, you see, it was through those difficulties, perhaps because of them, that my perspective improved, was placed back where it belongs. I have always been a planner and a dreamer, but I have not always been the best at slowing down and cherishing my today, at counting my everyday blessings one at a time. So in 2012, I resolved to live more fully where God has placed me, to be mindful of and thankful for the divine blessings sprinkled throughout each everyday. And while I certainly didn’t do it perfectly, I am so thankful for my “new” perspective and can’t wait to discover what 2013 has in store for us! A belated Happy New Year to everyone — may 2013 be rich in everyday blessings for you!
My children *love* dressing up. Any day, all day, for any reason, so Halloween is naturally a fun-filled event at our house each year, and this year was certainly no exception! But it was a bitter-sweet year for mamma for sure, because this will most likely mark the last year that I’m able to have a big say in their costumes. Well, at least, *his* costumes. He’s six, you see, and six year olds would much rather be warewolfs than “big bad wolfs” (yes, that’s what he told his friends at school), so I’m pretty sure that this mamma’s Halloween, outfit coordinating, picture taking days might officially be over. Sniff, sniff. ;(