church

Some mornings we'll take it in whatever capacity we can get it. 

i don't wanna forget...

Ever, in the first few months of Pops' life, regularly shouting to Brad and I, 

"He ikes me! He eally ikes me!". 

And we'd laugh and (of course) always reply, 

"Of course he does honey. Of course he does.".

Sidenote: This photo is old. Seven weeks old in fact. Where does the time go? I have tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat just thinkin' about it.

ok.

So I realize this space has been sorely neglected. A person could blame it on a number of things; a little somethin' somethin' called Instagram, le third child, time and energy... a good lack thereof. 

But here's the thing... I love it here. I always have & I hope I always will. There are a lot of really special people (outside the world of Instagram) that check in on this little blog of mine. There is also my girls. My girls love nothing more than to pull up the blog on the iPad. They giggle and squeal at their photos. They ask me to read what is written. They play the music and they dance. They dance like you wouldn't believe. And with that in mind I really do hope to do whatever it takes to keep on posting here this year. 

Let's just take it one day at a time ok?

This would be us today between the witchy hours of 3pm and whenever B got home. Sometimes it's good to let the crazies out. Mama included.