Nothing makes me happier than coming home from an errand and catching a glimpse of Evan running around the house and the outfit he put together on his own.
Who could not love this little ensemble? I love his style. He knows what he likes and he wears it. I pray that he always dresses like an individual without thought to what is cool or who might think he looks goofy.
He is one of a kind and I couldn't be more proud of the amazing person he is!
Day to day musings about my life as a mother of three kids. Spencer, my oldest is fourteen. Evan, my second son and middle child is twelve. My little girl, Hailey is nine years old. I started this blog shortly after my oldest turned six and the other two were "under" - hence the name.
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Life Machine - this is a machine that takes your life & does all the hard parts & leaves you all the parts you enjoy & almost everyone discovers they're not the parts you'd think they were at first glance
The most important thing she'd learned over the years was that there was no way to be a perfect mother and a million ways to be a good one.
i carry your heart with me ( i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear...)
We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments. But great moments often catch us unaware—beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.
-Kent Nerburn (excerpt from The Cab Ride I'll Never Forget)