17 October 2014

Happy Birthday My Little Human


Dear Samuel,

I can't believe you're already two! Boy, that sure happened fast.

I remember finding out about you. Hearing your little heartbeat. Watching you grow. And then welcoming you home. Spending your first year together.And then heading back to work full time, missing you every day.

It's been a hard two years. I don't have to tell you that not every moment of parenthood is a picnic.

But even when it's hard, it's usually better than I could have every imagined.

Two years ago you were a teeny tiny bundle, crying and eating and not much more.

Now you're running up and down the hall, talking up a storm, and being super silly. You're all like "look at me, I've got underpants on my head."

You're basically the silliest, funniest, cutest, wildest, most wonderful kid I know.

I love you, Sam. I love watching you grow and change. And I love seeing how you change me for the better. There are parts of my heart I didn't even know existed until I had you.

You're a gift. Even when you poop in the tub and throw it at me like a monkey at the zoo. You're a gift. And I cherish you.

Love, Momma

07 October 2014

Autumn Inspiration

I'm keeping it super simple this year -- a few pumpkins here a new wreath there and we're done. I feel like I finally have all my regular decorations in exactly the right spot, so why would I want to move them all around for seasonal decor?

But it doesn't mean I don't like looking at the way other people decorate. Here's what I'm loving on pinterest (just pretend it's what I would do if I was doing anything this year).

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As you can tell, I really like simple decorations with lots of neutral and natural elements.

How do you decorate for fall?

02 October 2014

Parenting is Hilarious!

I've talked about this before, but I'll say it again...

parenting in hilarious. Truly. It's the funniest thing I've ever done.


when your son wears underpants as a hat
when he insists on putting his face in his cereal bowl and eating like the cat
when he dances around the house naked
or poops in the hallway

I mean, come on, that's funny.

Last night I was wrestling with him to get him diapered. I took a break from the wrestling match and he quickly hid in his closet (hide and seek is his new favorite thing). I heard a strange noise, and when I opened the door he said "Mamma I pee peed. Look, pee pee) and pointed at the pool of pee he was standing in.

I cracked up!

Of course I cleaned it up and tried to explain why he shouldn't pee on the floor.

But I also started crying from laughing so hard.

Of course parenting is serious business, and our days as moms and dads are full of moments of pure joy and pure challenge. But as Sam gets older, I find more and more to laugh about. And not a "how is this happening, if I don't laugh I'll cry" kind of thing. But the kind of laughing you do when you are overwhelmed with happiness over the child you created. Over seeing him learn new things, get into silly situations, and make his way through the world one pee pee accident at a time.

26 September 2014

Coloring Outside the Lines

The picture I shared yesterday got me thinking about coloring, specifically coloring outside the lines.

I have never really been one to color outside the lines. I'm a rule follower. Elephants are gray. The sky is blue. Flowers are shades of pink and purple.

I can already tell Sam is going to be a color-outside-the-lines kind of kid. And I'm trying really hard to let it happen.



It would be so easy for me to stand over him as he plays, dictating which toys go together and which ones don't.

But Sam knows what he likes. He likes to park his trains in the barn and put his animals on top of tall block towers. Thanks to papa, he has a collection of wooden ducks that he moves along his train tracks. A toy's a toy and it's fun when they're all playing together.


I pray that Sam will continue to follow his heart when it comes to creativity, and I pray even more that I can help foster this. It may require me to loosen up on a few personal definitions, but it's worth it. Seeing him color outside the lines is worth it.


25 September 2014

Kid Crafts


[hoping Sam did not get his crayons confused with his veggie straw]

I absolutely love kiddy crafts, but I have not been very good at cultivating Sam as a young artist. It's sometimes hard to find the time to get messy or to find projects that are age appropriate. I did just order his birthday present, though, a bunch of fun art supplies!

 Here's a few things I'd like to try (now and when Sam is older).







I'd love to know: what are some of your favorite kid crafts?


24 September 2014

Clutter (part 2)


...If I see one more printable cleaning schedule on Pinterest I just might puke (and then who will clean that up?).

But seriously, I feel like I'm going back and forth between two extremes: being organized and being present.

Last week I shared some thoughts on clutter, and specifically clearing clutter. I referenced a blog post that encourages us to clear clutter so that we can further "operate out of joy." And I want that, don't you?

But at what cost?

So often, when I'm stuck over a sink of dirty dishes or stuffing the washing machine too full, and I'm getting frustrated, I often tell myself that these are the things my family needs, I'm serving my family with my acts of cleaning.

But after I cleaned up Sam's trains for the millionth time this weekend (because our neighbor was stopping by), I thought... I'm not doing this for my family, I'm doing this for appearances.

Oh geez. Now what?

How do I balance wanting to serve my family well and give them a comfortable, clean space, and still be present with them in that space (instead of forcing myself into some chore and missing out on quality time)? How do I balance organizing because my mind works best in an organized space with my need to present my home perfectly when a guest walks in the door?

What are your thoughts?