November 1, 2014

Halloween 2014

It was 3 days of Halloween activities. I had a little Queen of Hearts and a little Ursula. 

The outfits worked the best on day 2, but that day was the biggest bummer in terms of available candy. :) On Halloween we got to go trick or treating with the neighbors. We had so much fun, but 3 days is a lot. Sorry the pictures are out of order and kinda jumbled up.

September 29, 2014

Sisters & Sorry

So I decided to keep my personal blog stuff over here on blogger.... I temporary moved it over to my professional design wordpress site because.... well, i don't know... I'm a sucker for self-inflicted internet problems. Some of my pictures went missing in the process but after a few Google searches I realized it wasn't the actual move it was .... google. Weird. So if you find a post that has missing photos... I'm sorry. Blame the internet. Here's a .gif of my girls being sisters.

August 16, 2014

Summertime Painting

Today I decided in the spur of the moment to throw the paints outside with the girls. I even invited the neighbors over real quick. I love my neighbors, they have 3 kids with 2 girls one about a year younger than Maggie and another about a year younger than Willow. So perfect I couldn't ask for better neighbors.

And since 30 photos of painting is just not enough, I attached another 15 when the neighbors came over for some bubble time last week. :)


July 11, 2014

Summer Swimmings and Bubbles

I love these girls, and even tho the pool had a hole and was leaking air, we filled it up and turned on the bubble machine tonight. I always feel so incredibly blessed to be a mom, and also incredibly blessed that I didn't drop the camera in the water. :) These girls are so different from one another, I can't get over Maggie's "thinking" tongue, Willow's giant smile and the giggles. Oh the giggles.
IMG_0637 IMG_0660Tasting bubbles.IMG_0634IMG_0732 IMG_0717This girl loves the water. She just wanted to lie down in it.IMG_0642Bubbles, bubbles bubblesIMG_0667IMG_0698Can't decide which one I like more above or below, cause one of these has to go on the wall!!IMG_0699IMG_0737 IMG_0643

Never stop smiling Willow.... never.IMG_0715 IMG_0655 IMG_0708IMG_0671 IMG_0682 IMG_0685 IMG_0730 IMG_0735Yea she was told it was almost time to get out.

May 16, 2014


Dear Maggie, you are almost 2 and a half years and I just tucked you into bed and simultaneously that simple act filled my heart with joy and love. You gathered all your animals and babies and dora and princesses up and climbed into bed willingly, you asked for a book and we read "Biscuit goes to the petting zoo". All the babies cows and goats in the book nuzzle and cuddle their mommies, you cupped your tiny hands around the 2D babies in the book and kissed them.

Then I said our normal prayers, and you interrupted with a string of sentences that only the good Lord understood and you kept looking over at me as I agreed with whatever you needed to tell Jesus. And then we said "Aben" and you tried to make the sign of the cross "father, son, spirt" about eight different ways until I helped you. As I kissed you goodnight and told you I loved you and walked away you called me back cause you needed a fist-pump.

Love you Maggie.

Nailed It.

May 11, 2014

Mother's Day 2014

I have always loved this picture of my mom with her 2 girls. So the moment I found out I was having a 2nd girl I knew I wanted to recreate this image with my 2. This Mother's Day I'm giving my mom both these images framed.

Love you mom so much. I hope I'll be a good "girl" mom just like you. :)

May 9, 2014

Have girls they said. It'll be easy they said. And she isn't even 1 yet.

Dear Willow, 
I have no idea how to be your mother.

You are not quite 1 year old and my little baby girl is all boy. You run and climb and throw things in the toilet (the wii num chuck was today's casualty). You kick balls and eat rocks then run away from me and you put your own head under the bath water repeatedly cause I guess you enjoy gasping, drowning and coughing. You ride your plastic car and stand on top of the grocery buggy and run. You wriggle out of restraints, enjoy skipping naptimes and bedtimes and with your head leading the way, you run. Last Tuesday you had some kind of running mouth/teeth incident I didn't witness and it took me 90 minutes to get you to stop bleeding. And you are not even 1 yet.

You talk. You say ball, mama, dada, up, baba, da among other vowel sounds that I haven't placed with an object. You are a messy eater cause you insist on feeding yourself, 50% of the time we have to bathe you after a meal, the other 50% of the time you just have food on your face cause there is no amount of wipeys (Maggie's words) that can take spaghetti out of your hair and clothes. And you are not even 1 yet.

At night you sleep hard. Me and your dad have both noticed you sleep in the planking position. Face down, feet and hands stretched out straight to your side like a board. Last week you were up late with me and you were so tired but wouldn't sit still so I just placed you on the ground, you took off running at full speed, tripped over the carpet, had a soft landing on a blanket on the floor and you fell asleep right there, not another movement. So basically you party hard until the very end. And you are not even 1 yet.

botched cloth diaper job from earlier today

But damn girl you are beautiful. You got all the good features from me and your dad and you smile like a tiny little awesome trouble-maker. You are always super smiley when I go and get you in the morning. You are truly everything I imagined a Willow to be. Fiery and Beautiful. And you are not even 1 yet.

You are always having a great time. A mama's girl that gets cranky when she is hungry but generally always trying to live-it-up... and I know all of this before your first birthday. 

I just pray everyday that your guardian angel graduated top of his class and has had centuries of successful experiences. I pray for you more than I have prayed for anyone else. I pray that I am an attentive mother, that the gas oven knobs are boring to you, that your fascination with water will subside, that you never find anything exciting or edible inside of your diaper, that the bathroom doors will always be closed, that small rocks are scarce and the large ones are not tasty. I pray that the yard will be full of soft grass and dirt looses all flavor to you. I pray that concrete will be swishy under your tiny feet and knees and all furniture and walls are rounded and padded. I pray that the Lord makes me the mom you need for me to be. 

I pray, most of all, that you make sure Maggie has a ton of fun and that she is your conscience when you aren't being safe. Maggie's favorite thing to say is "uh-oh Willow", but she also blames her poopy diapers on you, oh well, big sisters, can't live with them can't be a fiery little sister without them. 

I love you so much, my little trouble maker, be careful.

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