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And my heart was oh so happy.

We live in a spot on the map that many of our friends fall in deeply in love with and after they visit, they toy around with the idea of what it might be like to live here. Thankfully, ...

Gymnastics and how bad I suck at indoor photography.

Gymnastics and how bad I suck at indoor photography.

Hi. So…I’m having a really hard time at being ok with sucking at some forms of indoor photography. But you know what? These aren’t done for professional use, and I’m struggling to learn this indoor lighting thing, and gosh ...

Kicking and sledding.

Kicking and sledding.

Whatever your life’s work is, do it well. MLK, Jr.   While so many were reflecting this past weekend on the awesomeness of MLK and his legacy, we reflected on friendship and celebrated life with friends during a little ...

Yeehaw.

Yeehaw.

Ok. Lotsa pictures. And those of the bulls aren’t great, because we were about 30 yards from the bulls and I only had my 85mm lens, so they’re all cropped in and awful. Awfully funny. So I shall back ...

Naughty? Or Nice?

Naughty? Or Nice?

Ah, Christmas Eve, our last evening of total and complete torture of our children. Ozzy’s last mission was to hover, perched on his “zip line” right through the middle of our living room… Todd-Helton-The-Cat was eyes-on-the-ground. And the Ellie-Dawg ...

Generation 2.0.

Generation 2.0.

We’re actually doing it. We, the moms of the Playgroup Version 1.0, have actually sort of resurrected Playgroup for Generation 2.0. This group was such a saving grace for the 6yo and me when we were absorbed into in ...

The good stuff.

The good stuff.

A few years ago, when we were expecting our now 6yo, Hank and I made the hard decision that we would stay home for Thanksgiving and Christmas. You see, when we traveled to see family during the holidays, we ...

Winner winner, ribs for dinner. Or, why I love Sundays and hula hoops.

Winner winner, ribs for dinner. Or, why I love Sundays and hula hoops.

Sundays are for family. Growing up, Sundays meant “family dinner.” My mom would put on a big pot roast in the roaster, load it up with carrots, onions, and potatoes, and make her awesome hot rolls. Seriously awesome. As ...

Snow v. Boy. Oh yeah. And a flying girl.

Snow v. Boy. Oh yeah. And a flying girl.

Because we started our day like this… There will now be an online demonstration of how to effectively scrape all of the snow off of the still-green-underneath-the-snow-grass; pop quiz at the end. First, however, for the background. March, 2010. ...

The Switch Witch strikes again.

The Switch Witch strikes again.

It just might be our 6yo’s very favorite holiday, Halloween. He plans for it, deciding who he’ll be, looking through costumes online and in catalogs. And hot on his tail was our 2yo this year, asking anyone (stranger or ...

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