Friday, November 25, 2016

Not Ready... throw in the towel on this little blog just yet.  I know...about once every year, I remember I have a blog in the first place and I update it.  Maybe I should set a reminder to update the blog.  I have grown to love Instagram so much that that's where I do most of my memory keeping.  I really love it now that it magically connects to this fabulous little space called Chatbooks and creates a lovely book out of all my Insta posts!  If you're anything like me and often feel mommy-guilt about not creating these fabulous-real-picture-and-handwriting-scrapbooks, please check out Chatbooks.  You won't regret it!  And your mommy guilt will subside (well, until you see someone pull out their real picture memory book...but don't'll quickly get over it).

We are in a season of life where we are listening to our now 9 and 4 year olds arguing one minute and being sweet the next.  If you have children, you've been here.  So...does it ever stop?  Wait, I remember my relationship with my brother (who's 6 years my senior) I can answer the question for myself in the memory of my parents telling us to draw an invisible line between each other in the car on the way to church on Sundays.  Ha!  When the moments are good, they're very good.  And when they're not...I just breathe through them (kind of like I breathed through contractions).

Since my last post (less than a year ago--not by much, but still less than a year ago), we've experienced a lot of life.  Obviously.  We've all had birthdays, had a Spring Break staycation, had dance recitals (Hallie's 6th and Harper's first), traveled to Alabama, visited with friends (oh how I enjoyed visiting with so many friends over the summer), went to the beach, started a new school year with an intern, and welcomed a new niece to the family.  I would say it has been a year {almost} filled with joy, laughter, and blessings.

Maybe tomorrow I'll post some pictures from the past year.  It'll be hard to pick just a few, but I'm gonna give it my best shot.

So, little corner of space in the're still mine.  And I still love you for holding all my memories over the past 9 years.  I won't give up on you.