Jump. Skip. Hooray. My CD arrived. The one jam-packed with all the fabulous pictures Kristen Duke took of our little family. Remember, the photography from this fun day. The turquoise. The red. The yellow. The colors make me swoon. I thought I would share a few of my favorites with y'all. We can start with the picture of me and T[...]
{c/o KD Photography} I try to be the kind of person who is as positive as possible. I try to focus on looking forward, rather than dwelling on the past. I try to tell myself things happen for a reason, and if I had it to do all over again, I wouldn't change a thing. But I also like to be realistic. And the reality is, if I cou[...]
For a variety of reasons that don't matter in hind sight, I was a total grouch this week. So I decided on an outing that always succeeds in turning my frown upside down. Ring Ring. Ben: Hey babe Me: Do you think you could get off work a bit early today? Lil W just woke up and I want to "get my produce on" at the Farmers Market[...]
Do we even risk it? My Mom asked as we pulled out of the shopping center. It was nearly noon. We were both hungry and anxious to try the infamous Olas taco place around the corner from the outlets. I turned back and looked at Lil W in his car seat. Me: Well, he's been good so far. Mom: Yeah, but do we push our luck? Me: I'm p[...]
{source}I know, I know.I've been saying it's gonna happen for a while now, and then it didn't.Well, this time I mean it.LMM is moving to Word Press.Which means, things are gonna be a bit crazy around these parts for the next few days.Hence, photo of me being "crazy".So hang in there while we work out the bugsand unveil the new lookcreated[...]
Every Sunday night,before I go to bed,I sit down and I make a listof all the things I hope to accomplish in the upcoming week.This list literally has over a hundred "to-do's".And no, I don't get to all of them.Not even close.Even the simplest things make the list.Things like wash my hair, buy toothpaste, bring sippy cups in from the car.A[...]
Nap time.It's fleeting around these parts.Every day it becomes a bit less consistent,and I realize it's only a matter of time before it stops all together.Like clock work, half way through his nap,Baby W wakes up crying and looking around the room for his Momma.He spots me, whines until I curl up next to him,and then closes his eyes, usua[...]
