Chasing Armadillos

Hello world! It’s been a bit since I’ve checked in and said hi. For some reason I really like stimulating my brain and started back to my doctorate a few weeks ago. Considering my words have been spent reporting on the fantastic ideas of performance psychology, sometimes my brain has no wit left to share…but today there was a little!…

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Mountains to Molehills

Sometimes life looks like Mt. Everest. (If any of you have climbed that mountain, I’m sorry…I’m sure I’m exaggerating a bit much.) Last week I dropped the kiddos off with the fantastic lady who watches them (hello Miss Alisha!). Not only does she help keep my life in order and love my kiddos in an enormous way, but she also…

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Tulle Tutus and Tiaras!

Mom, how do you do a pose? If you know me, you know I have my smile and my awkward face. That’s it! No duck lips, no serious face, no sexy face, no poppin’ a hip (in an effort to look less like an Ungraceful Dying Flamingo), but when a 5-year-old is decked out in dress up clothes, I suppose…

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Mom hard, my friends!

This picture is proof of where I am. Momming hard in a messy house (that you can’t see). Nursing a baby, helping with homework, letting a two-year old “fix” my hair. This year I purchased a minivan and a fanny-pack (do not be alarmed…it’s a sexy fanny pack)! Never thought I’d see the day, but let me tell you…if you…

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Moses’ Momma – Trials and Truth

Let’s just call me a chicken and jump to the fact that my husband is terribly deprived of having company when it comes to watching scary movies. I have watched less than a handful of these painfully troubling things in my life which have resulted in me still being afraid of showers, bridges, closets, and mirrors…nearly 15 years later! Apparently…

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God’s Spirit Beckons

Beans: “I won uh eee God.” Translation: I want…to eat…God. What?? If you don’t know my two year old, you are missing out. We call her Beans. Why? Well…because a friend of mine walked into our daycare one morning and said “Well hey there Everbeans!” That’s all it took. (Chesnei, if she ever gets mad at you over this just…

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Swedish Fish in My Pocket

Kyle: Would you like to know why there’s a Swedish Fish in my pocket?  Me: Weird face Kyle: Because Everly put it there. Let’s be real. Kids are strange little things. As I was making french toast (minus the egg –per Hads request) last night, I looked over and Hads was putting a hammer in a stick of butter. During my rant to…

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