4, 5/52

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2016."

E&C:  In focus.  Saturday morning breakfast with bow tows and surf shirts.  (4/52)

"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2016."

E&C:  In motion.  E, running like the wind with the sound of Queen's "We Will Rock You" coming through his new headphones on repeat.  C, spinning like a ballerina in her new leotard, tutu, tights, and ballet shoes.  All treats from their grandparents, who came to visit.  Last weekend was one of sunshine and family that went by way too fast for our liking.  (5/52) 

Happy Wednesday, friends!


Tuesday, January 19, 2016

"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2016."

Emmitt:  I just can't with those eyelashes.  
Cora:  E and C had just been playing dress-up.  You might notice Ariel is wearing a bright orange tutu underneath her dress.  Because, why not?  And also, it's fabulous.  

Happy Tuesday, friends!  Thank you so much for your kind and positive response to my last post about unadventures.  I'm really excited about this new way of recording special parts of our life, and hopeful that as we share in this together, we can also enhance this little community we have here.  May the rest of your day be filled with cozy sweaters and lots of hot coffee.

Adventures for the Unadventurous

Wednesday, January 13, 2016

As I've gotten older, I've become more aware of the importance of living a life without constant worry and the need for a little adventure.  Don't get me wrong, I'm still a boring old fart.  The boring-est of old farts.  But I work to allow myself to enjoy the little things that present themselves to us everyday or that we can easily seek out for pleasure.  Things that may not seem worth it because of their simplicity or that may add a little work or stress with the kids, but in the end fill me up in a good way, because they put a smile on my loved ones' faces and they make me look back on the day with contentment.

I've always been a worrier.  I really don't need to tell you this again do I?  I feel like you're not listening.  I remember one of my earliest friends in grade school exclaiming that I was "such a worry wart!" during a playdate.  She was one of my best friends and I knew she liked me even though she was quite unimpressed with this annoying personality trait of mine.  I've never forgotten that.  It's true.  I'm such a worry wart.  Although my worry sort of presents itself differently these days, and I'd like to think it's gotten less severe with age (it hasn't), I will always have caution in my bones.

One of my favorite things about being a parent is getting to experience all sorts of things again as my kiddos experience them for the first time.  Of course I'm seeing them in a different way, but it's still such a joy to watch.  I guess I feel like I should be giving Emmitt and Cora the opportunity for adventure.  I've always thought of myself as the opposite of adventurous, but I think I might have been looking at it wrong.  Sure, I'm never going to skydive.  I'm just not, because that doesn't sound like any fun to me.  While adventures typically involve a bit of risk, they can also simply be an exciting experience.  Also, as an introverted homebody, adventure for me, often looks like stepping outside in the sunshine, where the people are.  And there are so many new things to show kids, that my adventure quota has gone way up in the last four and a half years.  And you know what?  Going on adventures with my littles has given me the courage to pursue other adventures on my own.

So I'm going to be sharing our adventures.  I want a way to remind myself of the times we try new things or simply do something fun and exciting, because when I look back at these adventures, they often line up with the things I'm most grateful for.  I want a life of adventure.  And by that I mean I want a life, strung together by experiences that fill me up, where I can eat and drink and laugh and play, get dressed up and fancy, and then where I can also push myself to be unsure, to get messy and uncomfortable with the low parts of life.  Because while most of these adventures aren't extreme, they push me out of my ruts, and allow me to move and grow.  So let's go on adventures... even if we're unadventurous... let's go on unadventures!

There will be twelve main posts in this project, covering each month's adventures throughout the year.  If we have a particularly special adventure here and there, it may get it's very own post, you never know, we'll just have to see how 2016 unfolds.

Now there's one other part of this project that I'd like to include each of you in.  I plan on sharing little tidbits of these unadventures on Instagram a couple times each week.  I'll be tagging them with #dailyUNadventures.  I'd love it if you join in with your very own daily unadventures.  And whether your adventures are trips to the grocery store with your kids, roller coasters, backpacking through Europe, or a cup of coffee and the book you can't put down at your local coffee shop, you're all welcome to participate!  Because the unadventurous part means living the life you dream about, whether it's wild and crazy, calm and serene, or a little of both, all mixed with the good and the bad that day to day brings.

I want to find great highs and thrills in this life, and I've come to discover that doesn't require grand adventures, but rather it looks like living a life of loveyourguts, loving like crazy, taking it day by day, the worst and the best, enjoying the small things, finding the extraordinary in the ordinary.  You know, that ol' thing.  I can't wait to see what your life of adventure looks like!  Above is one of our most recent and one of my most favorite unadventures:  Errands with Jaron.  Coffee, goal-setting/planning/dreaming, car wash, lunch out, groceries, pick up kids together.  The best.

1, 2/52

Monday, January 11, 2016

"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2016."

Emmitt:  This is the face of someone who is clearly not interested in having his picture taken, but I could not resist.  For quite some time, he was just hanging out on the couch, watching TV, and wearing those Christmas tree glasses that my aunt got him, like it was no big deal.  It had to be documented.    
Cora:  Sometimes I wish I could pull off Cora's outfits.  This is one of those times.  (1/52)

"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2016."

E&C:  Those faces.  That scraggly, wispy hair.  All of my heart.  (2/52)

Here is the first post of The 52 Project for 2016.  I got the idea for this project from Jodi at Practising Simplicity a few years ago.  I'm so glad to be starting off another year of it.  Happy Monday, friends!

51, 52/52

Thursday, January 7, 2016

"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2015."

E&C:  On this lazy Sunday, the kids and I were trying to stay out of Jaron's way because he wasn't feeling well.  I put a movie on and Emmitt and Cora asked for a pillow and blanket and were being so sweet to each other for at least 3 or 4 minutes.  Cora kept saying, "We're so cozy!"  (51/52)

"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2015."

E&C:  On Christmas morning, we got to wake up in our house and have a little time together, just the four of us.  These two are at such fun ages, which made the day extra special.  (52/52)

Well, that finishes off The 52 Project for 2015.  I was unsure whether I would continue it in 2016, because I have another project I'm hoping to do in this space.  I even told a few people I wasn't going to do it.  But then when I was making photo books for grandparents and going through old photos, I realized that I'd be sad not to have the weekly photos of these stinkers.  I'll write more soon about some of my plans for the blog this year.  Hope you all had the happiest of holidays and are easing back into a good routine for this new season.  As always, so thankful for each of you that meets me here.  Happy January!


Thursday, December 17, 2015

"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2015."

E&C:  Last week I took some pictures of the cousins for my mama, and I caught these pics right after while they jumped on the trampoline.  These two are sweet and cute, rotten and ornery, so very funny, and getting crazy big.  


Wednesday, December 9, 2015

"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2015."






















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