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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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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Ungraceful Dying Flamingos

Me getting through a day is what I like to compare to an ungraceful dying flamingo with a good attitude. You’ve probably heard about, or seen, a chicken with it’s head cut off, right? Well lets imagine that being the same case with a big, pink bird that stands on one stick-like leg flailing around fighting life. That’s me! I’ve…

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