Sunday, November 2, 2014

November 2013

I want to catch up to real time blogging (or close to it) so badly. But I just cannot make that happen. What is wrong with me?

In the hopes of trying to knock out a few of these posts in the next week, I hereby give you November 2013 in pictures.

You were good to us, November. Welcome back.

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

October 2013

October in Ohio - it is the most wonderful time of the year. Really truly, the song's got it all wrong. The kids jingle belling, the caroling out in the snow, the much mistletoeing - that's nice and all. But nothing beats the majesty of Fall.

Bless it.

Sunday, September 21, 2014

September 2013

What a month you were, September 2013. What a year it has been.

Thursday, August 28, 2014

I can't make this stuff up.

Harper was playing outside when she came in from the garage. She was all Elsa-fied in her Frozen dress (that she dragged out of the laundry basket because she has worn it to filth), and I noticed that her hair was brushed. I said, "Wow, you look lovely. Did you brush your hair?" She responded, "Mommy, I need to show you something."

I followed the queen out to the garage and she picked something off the floor. It was a wand. Wait, no, what am I seeing? She was holding a toilet wand.

She brushed her hair with a toilet wand.


While dressed as Queen Elsa. A very filthy Queen Elsa.

By the grace of God the toilet wand was brand new. She found it in a bag of things I bought from the store but left in the garage.

Regardless, it left me with that shaky feeling like when you almost get into a car accident but you don't and you're not sure if you pooped yourself and you drive home trembling, "praisejesuspraisejesuspraisejesuspraisejesus."

Because toilet wand and hair. Eww.

And now I look at all things Elsa and want to barf.

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

August 2013

August 2013 was a month of growth - the celebration of Harper turning 4 and the first day of Kindergarten for my firstborn. Tomorrow Harper turns 5, and next week Henry enters the first grade. Reflecting on these milestones as we approach new ones fills me with much gratitude. Life is fleeting and precious and beautiful. 

 I am so thankful to be surrounded by such love.