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He comes bearing gifts…

Between 4 and 5am (most mornings), I hear Hudson’s door creak open. I hear him fumble with the baby gate that is really a doggy gate, and I hear his sweet pajama footies pad across the hall into our room. He knows the route. Makes his left hand turn. Then right. He comes to my… Continue reading He comes bearing gifts…

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We Are More Than Our Chores.

Oh isn’t it just so easy to get caught up in everyday stuff?! To get bogged down in the laundry and the dishes and the floors and the bathrooms and the diaper changes and the cooking dinner and the making lunches and the…you see? Sometimes it’s hard, literally and figuratively, to see past the laundry… Continue reading We Are More Than Our Chores.

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Mommy Dancin’

I’m doing the mommy dance a lot lately. You know the one. When you’re trying to cook dinner or fold laundry or clean up the dishes. Something that requires two hands and you don’t have an extra to hold your toddler. Hudson can be playing so well by himself, and so I’ll slip out of… Continue reading Mommy Dancin’

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More of the “real”….Never Say Never

So we’ve all done it. Said that five letter word that comes back to bite us in the booty. When I have kids, I’m NEVER letting them…you fill in the blank. I’ve said it about a lot of things, but the one I was most adamant about pre-baby, was that he would sleep in his… Continue reading More of the “real”….Never Say Never

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Let’s be real…

Ever had a conversation with a mama friend, and as she’s talking she lets some of the real parts of her life slip out? And you feel that overwhelming sense of relief that you’re not alone? Somewhere along the way, it was decided that we would hide our imperfections. Only show the good stuff. Not… Continue reading Let’s be real…

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Lessons at the Kitchen Table

So I have this chalkboard in my kitchen that is hanging behind my table. I use it mostly for scripture. Hudson loves it! He thinks it’s funny that Mama gets to write on the “wall”. And at breakfast, lunch, and dinner he asks me or Kevin to read it. Or he “reads” it to us.… Continue reading Lessons at the Kitchen Table

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I’m a Dog-Mama too…

I wake up, look over, and she’s staring at me. Just waiting on me to show the first signs that it’s time to get up. I blink. The house is quiet. That quiet when everybody is still in bed. The quiet that’s almost loud. I look over at her again. Still waiting. Looking at me.… Continue reading I’m a Dog-Mama too…