The windows to the soul.
All of my littles have completely different eyes.
Green, brown, hazel…I love them all.
From the moment Camryn was born I was convinced she was an “old soul”.
Her eyes never wandered unfocused, like most newborns.
She seemed to focus and soak in the world.
She was so very little but had eyes that stared...
RECIPE FOR A GYMNAST
Add iron and steel
To beauty and grace
Stir in the will to win
With a bright smiling face
Blend in love
For a Sport
And a friendship within
Fold in bruises and bumps
On the surface of skin
Mix in soft flowing arms
And straight pointed toes
With a twist of the head
To complete the pose
Pour in loyalty and dedication
For the rest...
Grammy and Aislyn
Two peas in a pod.
My mom, loves ALL of her grandchildren beyond measure and they absolutely adore her right back.
But Aislyn and Grammy are something special altogether.
She has lived across the street from us Aislyn’s whole life and not a day goes by that Aislyn doesnt ask for a walk across the street...
My bed.
Its part of her morning routine.
We walk in the door from the morning round of drop offs and she runs to her room to pack a bag.
She packs up books, dolls, Barbies, puzzles, colors…any variety and combination of fun things.
She grabs a ration of gold fish and juice, then climbs in my bed for...
Gymnastics.
Its her passion.
Im so amazed at the will and dedication of her tiny 7 year old self.
On her days “off” shes still tumbling through the house, stretching or flipping around her bar at home.
Shes in complete AWE of the “big girls” in her gym and on TV… when she watches them I see her passion,...
This bracelet…one of my most treasured possessions.
My husband started this bracelet for me Christmas 1992- I was 17 years old.
He took me to see the Nutcracker and gave me this bracelet with a nutcracker charm attached.
Ever since, he has added to it marking milestones, events and happy memories in our life together.
Each little charm is...
They LOVE each other.
Oh of course the bicker, argue and roll their eyes at one another.
But they are also true best friends.
They are always thinking of each other and things they can do to bring a smile to one another’s face.
Its all the little things they do to show their love…all those little things that...
Ian’s phone.
My husband has the type of job that is 24 hours a day, seven days a week, 365 days a year.
His phone is his lifeline…constant calls, texts and emails…it never ends.
I cant remember the last dinner, meet, date, vacation or event when I didnt hear the words “I’ve got to answer this”.
That beast of...
They have become a mainstay.
Central to his wardrobe are these rubber fireman boots.
I bought them last January when the yearly 24 hour threat of Houston snow hit.
Every day since, “Get your shoes on!” equals these babies walking out the door.
He wears them rain or shine, 100 degrees or 10 degrees, he doesn’t discriminate.
I have seen...
Her labor was perfectly textbook.
She came into the World easily, calm, sweet and so very tiny.
Her cries wer like a kitten and she was so delicate… weightless… like holding a whisper in my hands.
As the days passed she revealed herself.
Her strength, her stubborn streak, the “old soul” that looked back at me from those beautiful...
