Tuesday, April 24, 2018

A pencil, Chuck Taylors, and a girl with a dog.

She's my artist.  And this year she got to show Zionsville Middle how talented she is!  At the start of the school year, she applied for the sixth grade Art Club.  This consisted of filling out a form with some Q&A and a free drawing to show your abilities.  .....and that she did!  Not only did she draw with precision and depth, she drew from her heart, zeroing in on what else but her beloved....CHUCKS! ;)

I love this girl to the moon and back.  I love her spirit, her compassion, her style...and I love that she loves her dog.  xoxo
And OH!  Of course - she made the Art Club!!!!!

Little 'ol Lady

 She's feisty, she's witty, she full of giggles.  She's an 100 year old first grader! 
Celebrating the 100th day of school, this gal pulled out all the strings.  Even her great Mamaw's earrings and necklaces.  Plaid skirt and sweater, courtesy of Goodwill, was paired with a lovely walker cane.  Her reading glasses couldn't go unworn without a fancy chain, which I think compliments her bobby-pins perfectly.  Her hair turned white with the assistance of some baby powder and her back suddenly became hunched.  Watch out world....this firecracker of an old lady will out sass you all.

Sunday, April 22, 2018


 Life is way to short to not stop the middle of your day and go have lunch with your favorite first grader.  And of course surprise her with best buddy, Boe. 

Love this girls to the moon and back.  Love her love to cuddle, and love her love for Boe.  Best lunch date ever.  xoxo. 

A week in the Smokies...a year ago. ;)

 I know, I know....I'm just a little behind on this post.  But yes, last year on Spring Break, we took a break at a cabin in the Smokies.  It rained.  And rained.  And rained some more.  So the hot tub on the porch was a favorite place.  But no worries, the rain eventually passes and we had some hikes and memories made. 

 Our view from the outside, and the inside....


 12, going on 20.  *sigh*  Be still my heart. 
Grabbing just an afternoon picture. 
Trying to make time stand still.  *sigh*  It's not working.

Wednesday, April 18, 2018

Saturday, April 7, 2018

I'd like to solve the puzzle, Pat.

Monday thru Friday 7:00 channel 12.  This is where you will find Hope.
 Starting when she was just four, this girl has loved the sound of  the spinning wheel and dinging of letters being revealed.  She a Wheel of Fortune junkie.  She's seven now, and can play with the best of 'em.  She knows that the category "things" is going to have an S....it's plural.  She knows that the category "what are you doing" will always have an ING at the end of the first word.  She knows to guess H's beside C's and if that doesn't work try a K.  She'll buy the right vowels at the right time.  And don't even test her knowledge on how to bank the most money with her spins - always guess a vowel on a free spin!  That's right, she a Wheel of Fortune junkie. 
Game on....well, until commercial that is.....

Friday, April 6, 2018

His message, not mine.

Catching up on this beautiful blog, has had me sitting and reading past post.  Reminiscing, rejoicing, and recalling.  Recalling those words I wrote to my girls, but the funny thing, are the exact words God needed me to hear today.  From the post here, I wrote this letter to my 4 year old and 9 year old daughter's after watching Disney's Cinderella movie.  
Dear Emma and Hope, 
Have courage.  Have kindness.  You are beautiful sisters that already show signs of a compassionate heart in each of you. 
Talk to the animals.  Serve even the meanest.  Love people, not things.
Where ever there is kindness, there is goodness.  Promise.
xoxo, Mom

Love people not things.  I think that is hard for some.  They might think they love people, but when true colors come out, it's just a surface love.  It's not a deep love.  Deep love is scary.  Deep love can mean going somewhere uncomfortable.  Deep love can mean loving people not things.  I've run into some of these kind of lovers over the past few months.  It can definitely be hurtful to experience, painful to watch.  Heartbreaking.  But in my own words from 2015, where ever there is kindness, there is goodness.  Compassion.  I believer in compassion.  I believe in kindness.  I believe in loving people not things.  I believe God wanted to remind me of these words today.

365 days and 5 inches later

Daddy Daughter Dance 2017 and 2018.  Both in January, one outside with no coats the other inside with no coats.  Both with the same dad and the same daughters, but one daughter is three inches taller and the other is two inches taller.  365 days can make quit the difference. 

 Don't blink, momma...don't blink.

Don't stop me now, I'm on a roll....

Third post in one day?  You betcha.  I've got a lot to catch up on. Like.........
Kindy Dr. Seuss Birthday
Another new member of the family, Nestle
Guitar coolness, Art coolness, Rover coolness, 5th grade band concert coolness....and drumroll please....raspberry super-madness coolness.