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Thursday, May 5, 2016

A Safe House

"A safe house is not just a place, it's a relationship. You are the safe house to your children. You are home." 
(Joshua Straub)

Sunday, April 17, 2016

A Garden Fairy

"How dreary the world would be if there were no fairies."
{scroll to the very bottom for some mama thoughts} 

It's not typically the perfect photos I end up loving. It's often the unexpected candid takes that somehow capture an essence, a feeling, a moment, a quirk that I never want to forget about them. They're constantly changing but it's the little things that stand out as the sweetest moments. Like the way the wind catches her wild and ever untamed hair and does a dance of its own. It's like a little fairy just flitted by and if I don't stand still with my ever long list of grown-up to-dos I may miss her sweet presence. 

Saturday, April 9, 2016

Daddy Daughter Dance Date

Princess Caroline (or as she'd prefer to be called Fairy Princess Ballerina Caroline) now travels about the garden with a security detail...

Okay. In all seriousness this is actually a pre-Daddy Daughter Dance Date photo. Our church hosted a special dads and daughters only night and it was a huge hit. Caroline's only experience with dances so far in her wise three years is ballets, specifically The Nutcracker. (which she still religiously watches/listens to/acts out) For days before the dance she'd ask me questions like "will there be snow falling at the dance?" "will Daddy wear a costume too?" "Emmy Kate is not allowed to come up on the stage, right?". All week she was imagining a Nutcracker ballet like evening. I was a little worried she might be disappointed. But between wearing her favorite ballet costume (including magic wand), dancing her heart away in a room full of equally enthusiastic and outfitted little girls, munching pink cupcakes, and getting Daddy all to herself she was on cloud nine. And yes, there was a stage and she got to dance on it. A very small stage. But a stage nonetheless and she didn't mind one bit. 

And Daddy wore a "Daddy costume" otherwise known as a suit. 

Monday, March 14, 2016


Post nap greetings from my snuggle bug!

Sunday, March 6, 2016


Caroline is hardly ever Caroline these days. 

She's either Laura (and I'm then Ma, Emily Kate is Mary, and Daddy is Pa) or she's Clara. We're either living on the prairie of living in a ballet. Note the ballet slippers, tutu, and nutcracker tucked under her arm. Definitely a Clara moment.

 But if you see her with braids in her hair and her toy dog in tow chances are better that she's Laura. I've gotten so used to it that half the time I call her by her character name and not Caroline when talking to other people about her. And the funnier part, I don't even notice I've called her a name besides Caroline until the person I'm talking to asks.

Sunday, February 21, 2016

We Are a House of Tutus

I love looking back on blogs from when Caroline was a baby and remembering all those little sweet moments that as she's grown I've forgotten. I've neglected writing memories on here for several reasons these past couple years. One, I'm a much more private person than I used to be. I like to keep many things just to myself. But then a friend or relative mentions how much they enjoy this little blog and I feel I ought to share these moments with them more often. The second, life just seems to get busier and busier. We're running on this crazy race- my husband's job in a very demanding and intensive stage and me trying to keep Caroline from an emotional break down (can anyone say THREENAGER?!) and Emily Kate from scaling every piece of furniture we have. I barely have time to get out of my jammies (which I'm currently still in as I write this) let alone maintain a decent journal of memories. 

Nevertheless I'll do what I can to jot a few more memories down here. And post a few more pictures. And in the spirit of journaling our memories I thought I'd write, for memories sake, what our home is like these days...

We are a house of tutus. 
We are a house of ballet slippers, trying on shoes all day, and blasting The Nutcracker ballet over the sound system. 
We are a house of one who can't stand getting messy and even once complained to me about how she didn't like being wet - in the tub! And the other who seems to make messes out of thin air. How could a granola bar possibly cause such damage? 
We are a house of tight budgets but rich love.
We are a house of tiny pink and purple sippy cups filled with green juice their current drink of choice. But don't give the wrong girl the pink cup because then a meltdown will follow. One is always the pink and one is always the purple. 
We are a house of Mr. Roger's Neighborhood when mommy is on the verge of a meltdown herself and just needs five minutes of peace.
We are a house of reading Bible stories every night from our Jesus Storybook Bible and big theological statements such as "Jesus doesn't want us to get a bath because that's God's truth." (she really did say that)
We are a house of playing doctor, toting baby dolls, and accessorizing with anything and everything. 
We are a house of a threenager who knows her mind and a toddler who has just learned the absolute pleasure of the word "no".
We are a house of Little House on the Prairie books read over and over and over. 
We are a house of little people and big hearts. 
This is such an exhausting, busy time in our house. But I wouldn't trade these days for anything. 
This is our house, the house of tutus. 

Friday, February 12, 2016

Falling In Love Many Times

"A successful marriage requires falling in love many times. Always with the same person."

Friday, January 15, 2016

Robertson Family

I could not have had more fun photographing the sweet Robertson family at the home. It was such a wonderful time I really did not want the session to be over. I could have kept photographing till the sun completely set on us. Thanks, Robertson family for letting me be a part of capturing your family memories!