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Vacation All I Ever Wanted …

Summertime and the living is easy. Somewhat. Well, it was during vacation. πŸ™‚ We had one single goal for this vacation: relax. I would say we achieved the goal with flying colors. There is something very special about living on lake time. Late mornings turned into late nights. We never rushed or felt like we needed to get something done. It was just really, really good. I encourage a schedule-free vacation for everyone once in a while!...

Work-[Family] Life Balance

Days and weeks can get messy. Things get lost in the fold. I can’t remember the last time I saw my daughter’s favorite socks [and cue her request for said socks NOW]. Moments when I genuinelyΒ Β connect with my husband seem to sometimes be lifetimes apart. My daughter sometimes whimpers as I put her to bed as she just wants 5 more minutes of me. It’s within these moments that I ask for grace and seek the strength to reignite the...

Hide and Seek Kisses

We all experience it. Whether it creeps up on us unexpectedly or we can pin point the day and time of the occurrence, it happens and we can’t escape it. And the holidays are no exception. I’m talking about stress. I started thinking about the ways I cope with stress, what ways others have told me about how they cope with stress and then also what I do before and after a stress episode happens. I know – it’s possible...

Day-Dates with My Favorite Two Year Old

I love that she is TWO. Yep, I said it. Let it sink in for a moment. I love this age. I love TWO. I love the running around in circles, picking flowers in the grass, finger paint on everything, mess in my backseat, screaming to scream and laughing to laugh. Before you stop reading and think I’ve jumped off the deep end, hear me out… This age has brought a world of change to our daughter. And I’m sure...

Waking Hours

We take our Sunday mornings slow. The 3E’sΒ put forth the effort to just say “relax,” and sit down on the couch for another rendition of Winnie the Pooh or yesterday’s Pioneer Woman. Between the singing and cooking, MadsΒ plays with her dollhouse as I sip on my bottomless cup of coffee, staring at her little curls and stealing glances from my bubbs. It’s just us. And I couldn’t be happier. When we decide to slowly peel ourselves from the comfort of...