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.

Monday, August 4, 2014

July 2013

I don't know if it's our upcoming move (FIVE DAYS) or that in two weeks my son will go to school ALL DAY EVERYDAY but I look at these pictures from one year ago and I fall dramatically into the fetal position with no hope of ever recovering.

Sweet Mary, mother of Jesus, have mercy on my soul and STOP TIME NOW.