Happy Thanksgiving to You and Yours.

November 27, 2015



For the beauty of the earth

For the glory of the skies,
For the love which from our birth
Over and around us lies.

For the beauty of each hour,
Of the day and of the night,
Hill and vale, and tree and flower,
Sun and moon, and stars of light.

For the joy of ear and eye,
For the heart and mind’s delight,
For the mystic harmony
Linking sense to sound and sight.

For the joy of human love,
Brother, sister, parent, child,
Friends on earth and friends above,
For all gentle thoughts and mild.

Lord of all, to Thee we raise,
This our hymn of grateful praise.

-F.S. Pierpoint


I have been parked in my kitchen for the past two days, but there is something grand about cooking a meal that you know is in community with your country. I will never feel deserving of each of this family that filled my very full table. Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours, with love from ours!

The days are long, but the years are short.

November 11, 2015

Rocco and V


Double dip



I was up late last night watching Rocco drift off to sleep.
Taking it all in. His dimpled hands, his curled fingers, and the way his lips pucker from the weight of his cheeks….and I began to wonder…

I thought about how many hours I had spent feeding and holding my babies.
More than I surely will ever remember.

I thought about how many baths I have given.
Hundreds, and yet I will only remember a handful.

I thought about how many diapers Gabe and I have changed.
More than we could ever keep track of and thankfully not remember.

I wonder how many sandwiches I’ve made or apples I have sliced.
Impossible to remember how many.

I wonder how many books we’ve read.
Thousands at least, but more than we could ever keep in memory.

I thought about how many prayers we have said with our children at night.
Countless to be sure….but I can’t recall all of them for the life of me.

Time is a meanie sometimes. It seems to steal away the most precious days of my children’s lives, and at the same time linger a little too long at 5pm when you have cleaned up one too many messes and lost your cool more than you care to admit.

A friend of mine shared this quote:
“The days are long, but the years are short.”

And then it clicked. As I was watching Rocco sleep and cursing time…. it all made sense. These little daily rituals of cleaning, feeding, and caring are all working towards something more meaningful than we can fathom in a seemingly insignificant moment. These routines are but a flash in this short life on earth. And if we choose to put more than a hurried rush into them, we just might see their worth. They will be moments and days that amount to very full years. Years that carry our children in the darkest and brightest of their days, that create a safe haven to lean into when they are missing home, a  solid rock to stand on when they need reminding where they came from, and a clear path for them to walk when the road divides. I think I will try a little harder tonight to slow the routines and make them count.


Captain Hook costume | In Honor of Design

Family Halloween Costumes: Neverland Crew

October 6, 2015

Peter Pan and Crew | IHODPeter Pan, Tink, and Captain Hook

I don’t know if we will be able to pull off a family themed Halloween this year, but we are brainstorming non the less! Any ideas? We might just use the best one! I realized I never posted our family Halloween costumes from last year. Veronica really wanted to be Tinkerbell and since Gabriel and Max think swords are pretty cool, we went for the whole crew…. READ MORE

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