Deck the Halls

One of the things I love about Christmas- is decorating the tree. Within the large, red plastic box marked ‘Ornaments’ are trinkets and treasures dating back to 1977. My mom has long since passed on most of our childhood ‘handmade’ ornaments onto us, along with the now-vintage ornaments we adorned our many trees growing up on Carriage Road. It takes me back in time when I unwrap the hand crafted wooden pig with ‘1982’ painted on the belly. Far from fancy, these little objects are what Christmas is all about for me. As parents, I think that is why we run around like crazy people – attempting to instill those same fond memories for our sweet babies.If I close my eyes, I can still picture how our house would light up every Christmas- with the smell of pine needles, candles, angels, white lights, and candy.

Since I use this tiny blog space to capture the every days of my little ones, I thought it only appropriate to capture some of our Christmas time- so that they too, don’t have to close their eyes, but rather turn the pages of their blog book, to be taken back to their childhood.

Yes, that would be a Ghostbusters shirt. Apparently, at age 7 Sassy let me dress myself.

Nativity set my mom gave us the year we were married.

New tradition: Sassy introduced the girls to a new way to celebrate Advent with a book-a-day. They love it- even more their than chocolate advent calendars. And that’s saying a lot!

I have saved every Christmas card since 2001. And every Christmas we pull out the old cards, because who doesn’t like to sort through old photos of family and friends, and watch how the babies have multiplied.

Found THIS TUTORIAL on creating photo glass ornaments. This one was from our trip to Colorado this summer.

Family Christmas Garland; Probably one of my favorite projects to date. Tutorial found HERE

The date found on the back.

Saw this at a friends house and had to recreate- all of our family Christmas cards on display, starting with a picture of just Mike and I, then one of Britton as a baby, Britton holding baby Kenley, and so on. 
May all our days this year be merry and bright!

Holly Jolly-ness

Downtown we headed for Daddy’s annual office party. A good many of the usual kiddos were sick this year, but the girls managed to give Santa ther wish list.

It’s fun shooting in manual mode- until my photos turn out like this.

Sometimes these cameras are too fancy for their own good.


Don’t ask.
It’s only on loan for the holidays, compliments of Kenley’s 1st grade classroom.

Meet Angus, the hamster.

Britton has been asking for a pet hamster for months- I adamantly veto another animal. When K’s teacher emailed the parents that Angus needed a home for the holidays, Mike thought it would be a good “hamster fix” for Britton.

Oh, and this snazzy number? Daddy took her shopping.

She best go on and get it out of her system now, because it ain’t gonna happen.

Get In the Picture

I read a great post recently, which pointed out something I had never really thought about.
“As a mom, we work hard to capture our kids’ childhood in photos. But when they look back at all the images of their childhood, will they see their mothers? Or will our presence simply be represented by the fact that someone must have taken the photos? Should’t we be capturing our motherhood alongside our children’s childhood?” The entire article can be found HERE.


I am challenging myself to “get in the picture” more times, than not. Twenty, thirty years from now, my children are not going to notice whether I had on under eye concealer or not, or whether my hair was in a ponytail with spit up on my shirt… they will, however, notice if I am absent. No where to be found in these zillions of photos I repeatedly snap of their little lives. Where was Mom?


Here I am. Here I am. I was here.

This past week has reminded everyone how fleeting life can be- and while I plan to be here to watch my children grow into beautiful adults, and then sit (yes, I want to rest by then) and watch their children grow into adults- a few photos along the way can’t hurt. 

In my defense, it was a charity event for Shands Children’s Hospital Hospital. Anyone that knows me knows I cannot turn down a good bull ride!

Um, I would have never survived college if smart phones had been around. No idea how this pre-game fun got caught on camera. If Sassy sees this I may have my steering wheel clubbed again.

We got dolled up for a girls date to the community theater last weekend- A Christmas Carol. We even capped it off frozen yogurt and Christmas lights drive. I have missed doing things with just my girls.

I’ve had to save this post. in draft form, for a while so I could scrounge up some pictures… as it turns out, it looks like quite the narcissistic post with all they have been compiled.

The girls getting me to leave the dirty dinner dishes on the table and walk on the wall with them. Not always easy for a Type A mama, but oh so worth it.

Thank you Jeneé for bringing this to my attention. I may have been too busy otherwise to have noticed.

Michael Raynes | 14 months

Thanks to my oldest daughter who pointed out that today is Raynes’  14 month birthday. Happy day to you, my Little Tornado. Since the year is winding down, and Sassy will be printing this blog in book form for my children, here you are, sweet Raynes, at 14 months strong.


Favorite Foods: Apple Bran muffins, sweet peas, Applegate sausage, steak, ravioli, apple juice and oranges. Yes, you still get a bottle. Drink one as long as you like, little one.

Demeanor: Curious, observant, sweet, tough, intellectual. You are non stop. This is your personality, this is you.

Physical Appearance: I am guessing you weigh about 25’ish lbs now. You thighs are starting to fill out, finally resembling your Mama’s. It’s time for your first “real” haircut, but I’ve been putting it off because I don’t know how to instruct a barber. Or where to take you, for that matter. You will soon look like Nick Nolte if I don’t overcome this obstacle ASAP. You have Sasquatch feet- your first pair of navy blue Keds are a size 6!

Mobility: Two words- fast and furious. You stopped walking choosing instead to waddle quickly everywhere. You kind of look like you have been sitting on a horse too long and keep your arms out by your side (for balance I presume) but I won’t knock it because it gets you where you are going. And quickly, too.

Sleep: Love that you are still a fantastic sleeping- two naps a day and 12-13 hours at night. Bless you! Just like the Energizer bunny, you run around until your batteries run dead. Recharge, then back at it again.

Firsts: You clap on cue and wave your hand in front of your nose (like Mommy) when I am changing your stinky diaper.  I have made a half hearted attempt to teach you some sign language (for the word “more”) and lo and behold you made the motion for “more” this week as you were sitting in your high chair waiting for me to bring you seconds. Shame on me for doubting the ol’ sign language stuff. You babies are a lot smarter than us parents give you credit for.

I called a local preschool this morning to find out when registration for Fall will be.. It made me sad and happy all at once.