being real with God

More "Lessons from Spain"

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I tell you what…if finding out I was pregnant after a trip to Spain was a way to learn things such as, the sky is the limit, throw caution to the wind, live life to the fullest, OR, say, the opposite, like, be careful, look both ways when crossing the street, always bring an umbrella, […]

bereaved parents

Knee-Jerk Reaction

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I’m nauseous.  Sick to my stomach. There’s a pit deep in my guts that hurts and aches. Part of it aches and mourns for the families of the sweet Kindies and staff in Connecticut who were brutally shot down by a guy who was really just another kid, only taller.   20 years old.  What […]

a little bit of fun

My Little Lover

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Two exciting things happening in this picture:  One, Ryan is sitting at his big boy table, and two, he’s practicing blowing his own nose.  (Em’s old Jenny Lind table and chairs.) Ryan and I have been heading out on bike rides in the mornings.  He thinks his sister’s hand-me-down helmet is pretty cool (hula dancer […]

being real with God

And by "Busy" I mean…

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This guy keeps me on my toes. He’s napping now which has allowed me this brief moment to post a few pics and random thoughts. This is his cupboard. See.  He actually sleeps in there.  Kidding, kidding!  But it is his cupboard where, if he’s not reading a book, throwing the dog her ball, trying […]

Emily

Making Out

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So, I used this as my title post here. But, it has a different meaning to me when it comes to these cheeks. Both sets of cheeks above are ones I don’t think I could get sick of smooching on… When I fell in love with Jason, I never imagined I could ever be in […]

time; parenting

Country Western

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So, I know I’m near 40ish, one because of the “freckles” on my arms, two because there are 20-somethings in my life who ask me what I want at my big “40th” celebration, three because Jason just turned 39 and he’s 6 months older than I am, and four because I can do math. It […]