Monday, April 14, 2014


Learning to be disappointed and be OK with it.

Learning that self worth is not based on other's opinions or actions.

Learning that I am the only one truly in control of my own happiness.

Learning to let go.

Learning to turn a negative experience into a stepping stone for something better.

Learning to be present.

Learning to be exactly who I am.

Learning to create my most meaningful life.

Learning to never give up.

Happy Monday

Have a blessed week!

Thursday, April 3, 2014

A Perfect Day

Today was perfect. 

We were busy doing things we enjoyed, periodically together and periodically separate, but always side by side.

The girls didn't need TV today, their morning had been perfectly structured, and they were satisfied with how the day was playing out.

While the little one slept, bear and I relaxed out back, reviewing her numbers and letters. Bear in the shade and me warming myself in the sun. 

When the bear had had enough, we sat together, smooshed into one lawn chair, talking. The warm sun still warming me.

Daddy arrived home early. 

Bear and I had moved on to tap dancing and the little one was just beginning to stir. 

It was time for chores. 

The girls moved to play-dough and played quietly in the back yard. The husband and I worked.

When the chores were finished, I took off for a run. When I came back, my two girls had connected their ikea play tunnels to their sleeping bags. Two green and pink tubes extended across the playroom and a muffled voice from inside one of the sleeping bags began to talk.

"I'm in the dirt, mommy! I'm a worm!"

"You are a worm!"

Dinner time. 

The husband and the little one went to our garden to collect our salad, while burgers sizzled on the grill. The girls helped me wash and peel our veggies and life began to slow down for a bit. 

Today we are getting it right - this moment is right - I thought to myself. We don't always get it right, but today, in this sliver of a moment, we are.

We sat down to eat and bear requested to say a prayer.

"Thank you God for this food, for this family, and for camping...

The little ones chomped away, mostly on their veggies, and I certainly couldn't complain. Veggies straight from the garden always seem to be more delectable. 

We ended the day with frozen yogurt. 

The sun was setting, pink and light blue hues stretched across the sky as we drove towards town. The little ones knew they were staying up past their bed time.

Bear and daddy picked their own yogurt from the large industrial-esk machines with the thin white handles. The little one and I shared, she requesting while I manned the handles. 

We quietly sat down together, enjoying our treats. The little one slowly ate, taking the tiniest bites known to man. She had asked for cherry but it was evident that only the vanilla was up to her standards, as she scrapped away any pinkness that cross contaminated her vanilla spoon. 

The sun had set. 

The little ones were ready for bed and without a sound, they crawled out of the van, put on their pjs, brushed their teeth, and went off to bed.

"Goodnight moon. Goodnight house and the red balloon..."

Saturday, March 29, 2014

{Highlight Reel} Simplicity

One more dinner at Stone Brewery & World Bistro. We celebrated a wonderful winter. The girls were pretty silly - I love seeing the happiness in their faces. 

"If you have good thoughts they will shine out of your face like sunbeams and you will always look lovely" - Roald Dohl

The little one got her first sleeping bag. My two noodles have barely left their little camping cacoons since the husband set them up. It should be a fun camping trip next week!

Froyo date with my fancy bear on Main Street. We're blessed to live in such a beautiful place. 

Happy Weekend! 

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Carrots (Finding Joy in the Little Moments)

" Ca-wets, mama! Ca-wets!"

Yes, carrots she demanded, at ten in the morning, as it rained outside. I tried to tell her to wait for lunch, but when my little one gets an idea in her head, she's never easily persuaded to let it go

So we strapped our rain shoes on and went outside.

"Wain, mama! Wain!"

I told her I would stay in the garage and watch her while she danced in the rain, but the twinkle in her clear blue eyes kept me from staying still.

The excitement on her face and the pure joy she experiences in moments like these sends me shooting back to my own childhood. I danced with abandon beside her, around our little court yard, as the rain came pouring down. And she was happy.

We eventually made it over to our garden where my husband and children have spent many weekends planting and harvesting our vegetables. 

The little one and I admired all the green leaved bunches, sprouting out of the earth, and I slowly picked two little carrots for the littlest one in my house.

It is these special moments that I don't want to forget. These moments are magical. They are what keeps my mama energy tank going. They keep me present and they keep me alive.

For life is always a bit more joyful and a bit more colorful through the eyes of a child.