when things aren’t as they seem. {family picture day}

Back in February, our favorite photographer shot some one year photos of Aven. She also did our maternity and newborn photos, so we were excited to shoot with her again. She’s one of those photographers that just makes you feel beautiful and comfortable in front of the camera. Basically, a total pro.  Which, as you’ll see, is especially helpful when dealing with a cranky toddler. We recently got the photos back and they are simply GORGEOUS. But seeing them took me back to the day of the shoot which was an all around fail, not exaggerating. It reminded me – things aren’t always as they seem. Not in photos. Not in life.


Here’s what you should know.

On the day of this shoot, Aven woke up early. Like 6:15 early. She refused her typical morning nap. She also hated the lunch I offered her, because of course. Nap attempt #2 was a success but short-lived. Not only did the quick nap interrupt my shower (kiiiind of important before taking special photos) but it also ate into my outfit planning time. So I grabbed some random pieces from everyone’s closet and a handful of flower crowns and just hoped they would all work together. After taking the first round of pictures I decided it was time for a bottle and a diaper change because THEN we would have a happy baby. Except, NOT. No. That is not how it went down.

Oh, and P.S., it was overcast and sprinkling on and off. For the love.

We called it a day and crossed our fingers that something magical would take place inside her camera. Welcome to motherhood, yes?

But then, this:


Magic. 

She is so beautiful it hurts. No one would ever know the madness that actually went on, thanks to our flipping amazing photographer. Unless, of course, I told you. 

So that’s why I’m telling you. Because you need to be reminded that things aren’t always as they seem. 

When you see someone’s presentation of a life that appears a little too picture perfect… a little too good to be true? It probably is. Without a doubt.

Remember, there is an entire cutting room floor littered with layers upon layers of images that were mediocre or just straight up terrible. And if we’re being honest, we’d be pretty happy if those never see the light of day. True for family photos; true for life. I have countless pieces of my life, parts of me, attitudes, actions, and choices that certainly aren’t fit for framing. I’m guessing you’d say the same thing. 

Grump face exhibit A:


Never forget about the cutting room floor. You have one. I have one. We all have one. Awareness of this is how we battle insecurity and inferiority. No one has it together in every category. That is just delusional thinking. And in the same way, letting others in on your flaws cultivates humility – even when it’s hard and uncomfortable.

As a follower of Christ, we need to use the unedited and less-than-pretty to point to the One who can make it right. 
“My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.” So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me. 2 Corinthians 12:9


All images in this post are (c) D. Crowe Photography. She is the definition of a gifted photographer, and I’m grateful to have her permission to share these photos on my blog. 

life lately + favorites

Over Aven’s first year, I did monthly updates on her recent milestones, our current routines, & moments I wanted to remember. Rather than continuing to do these monthly, I’ll pop in from time to time when we’ve had some changes in routine or recent updates I want to track and share.


She is now 14 months old, or the simpler and less annoying way of saying it: She is a little over one year old.
Ha.

Most fun lately for me has been watching her learn new things practically every day and her growing vocabulary. She’s a griper by nature – she always has to be making some sound and communicating in some manner. I’m encouraging her to use the words she does know whenever she can and I make sure to acknowledge quickly so she sees it’s more effective than a gripe or a whine.


Most fun lately for her has been walking! She’s so good at it now and face plants less often which we are all happy about. She is content to just toddle around whatever room I’m in most of the time. Usually carrying some semblance of a purse. Such a GIRL.




headband: Olivia Avenue (this is my current favorite shop for accessories)

Worst moment lately was when she fell off the bed last week. Part of me was all yay, we made it 14 months before a fall off the bed! and the other part of me hurt way more than she probably did. Not only did she fall off with me sitting next to her (you can give me my Parent of the Year award later) but she fell onto her Mamas&Papas Seat that I had just set down next to the bed. It was pitiful and scared her half to death. I called my firefighter/EMT father and my pediatric nurse friend and we all concluded that she would, in fact, survive.


Signs: more, eat/food, please, bath, diaper (just points at diaper repeatedly).

New words: Toe (but she says “no”), up, down, turtle (says “tuh-tull” – so presh), eye, bracelet (sort of), hot, night night, owl, hoot hoot, ribbit (it’s really just a growl sound whenever you say frog), moo.

Clothing: She is wearing mostly 18 months clothes now, with a few exceptions. (P.S. moms with girls – Target is killing it right now with adorable spring and summer clothes. I always watch for mobile coupons and/or Cartwheel deals.)

headscarf: Lemons and Lace (fun fact: I named the one she is wearing! It’s called Magnolia Mae & it’s one of my favorite headbands ever.)

Teeth: getting 2 top molars and 1 bottom molar. These are taking their sweet time coming in which I feel like has been easier for her to tolerate. This banana toothbrush doubles as a teether in our house. It’s really pliable and the bristles feel good on her gums.


Routine/Food: She is still taking three full (8-9 oz) bottles per day, along with one 4 oz bottle just before bed (mostly for soothing/routine purposes). She practically hyperventilates when she sees a bottle warming up so I’m not in a big hurry to get rid of them yet. She eats a bowl of oatmeal every morning and LOVES it. Finger foods and snacks include crackers, cheese, granola bars, rice cakes, puffs, cheerios, fruit, yogurt, & bread, along with water (no juice yet). We still do at least one jar of baby food per day (usually something with meat). 

We have been using these new Baby Bjorn bibs and bowls for mealtime and they’ve made our lives so much easier. I really wish I had these back when we first started solid foods! The Soft Bib has a clasp-type closure so even my girl who typically rips bibs off in two seconds can’t figure this one out. Since Aven is feeding herself, my floors (and dogs) see an absurd amount of crumbs after each meal, but this BB bib has a spill pocket along the bottom to catch all the mess. I’m pretty thrilled about not having to clean outfits, highchair seats, AND floors after each meal. That is a huge deal. RIGHT? (Although I’m pretty sure my dogs are wishing the crumb catching bib would just disappear completely.) The BB Plate is clover-shaped and really deep which keeps the food contained and easier for them to scoop out on their own.

(P.S., these would make a great gift set for a baby shower or even a first birthday!)




Sleep: I hesitate to type this, but she has been sleeping through the night consistently for a while now. Nearly 12 hours. (Someone tell me why I still don’t feel rested?!)



Other fun//funny//firsts:
fist bumps.
first ponytail.
completely weaned from nursing. (will detail more about this in a later post)
can climb up onto our futon by herself.
obsessed with her toes. (She kisses them all the time, photographic evidence below).


first bang trim (wahhh I didn’t want to but I had to).
knows how to knock on a door.
first time at the park (made friends with some older kids, because of course. She’s the extrovert I never wanted to be.)



Lastly, we had an amazing Easter celebrating our risen Savior! Aven was tiny last year – only about two months old – and actually had her first sickness over the Easter holiday. This year was so fun teaching her how to hunt eggs, and even though she isn’t a fan of the grass (like I said, such a GIRL), she did enjoy carrying her basket around. I can’t wait for the coming years when we’ll get to teach her about why Easter is so special and meaningful. 



Happy spring, everybody!!



Disclaimer: I received the Baby Bjorn products for review as part of the Savvy Sassy Moms Product Scouts program. All opinions are my own. 

ONE.

I can’t even believe I’m writing this right now, but my kid is ONE. I have a one year old. I’ve been a mom for 12 months. WHAT.


Funny how all the stereotypical parental sayings are turning out to be one-hundred percent accurate.
“They just grow up so fast.”
“Parenting is the toughest job there is.”
“It’ll be the best thing that’s ever happened to you.”
ALL TRUE. I guess that’s why people say them. Because they’re true.

This first birthday has created a strange mixture of feelings inside me. Disbelief/happiness/sentimental to the max/pride/joy/compulsive need to remember everything and take note of all the ways she’s still little. But mostly, happiness. 

There are times when I think, how can it be a year already? Weren’t we just taking our last drive as a twosome to the hospital to meet this baby? Then on other days it feels like she’s always, always been a part of our lives, and how can it possibly be only one year? It’s definitely bittersweet. I’m purposely making a point to not describe it as “sad.” Being present in the life of my growing, happy, healthy child is nothing to be sad about. (Thank you Kelle Hampton at Enjoying the Small Things blog for this post that opened my eyes to seeing my baby’s growth in a whole new, contended kind of light.)

I still wake up surprised that this is my gloriously messy life. Constant exhaustion from the job that never ends. The job that I never, ever want to end because there’s a perpetual ray of bright joy pushing through the dark clouds that can easily creep into motherhood.



Becoming a parent is a lot like getting married. Anticipation, nerves, excitement, and ignorant bliss prelude the big day. Even when people tell you of the highs and lows you’re about to experience – you can’t know until you’re all in. I was UTTERLY unaware of how utterly UNPREPARED I was for motherhood. For this challenge – it has stretched me in every way possible. For this love – it’s so extravagant. For this girl – oh, this girl. Every bit of this past year has exceeded my expectations and I’m grateful I’ve been called to motherhood. What a gift.

kissing her monkey. I die.

She refuses to lay down for these pictures anymore. So….this is what I’ve got.

STATS
Nicknames: Wildflower girl. Ave. Avie. Baby girl. Bird.
Eye Color: Still blue as can be!
Hair: blonde….getting in her eyes in the front. Don’t make me trim it.
Who does she look like? Me, from what people say.
Weight/Height: 20 lbs / height- will update after her Ped visit this week
Clothing: some 12 months still fit, but mostly 18 months (!)
Diapers: size 4
Favorite toys: Activity Table, big Legos, a barn that has a door she likes to open and close and stuff other toys inside of.
Crib or Parents’ Room: crib
Food/Routine: Up by 7am. 
Eats solids 3x/day. A bottle (transitioning completely to whole milk now) 5x/day. (I still nurse in the am and pm, but will be cutting that out soon as well.)
Bath at 7:30pm. In bed by 8:30pm.
Nighttime sleep: sleeping good through the night but waking up early (6ish)
Teething?: not currently
New Words
“thank you” (sounds like “daaadoo”)
“gone” (says this one alllll the time. after finishing every bite. after throwing each toy into the floor)
“uh oh” 
“down”
Loving lately: always so obsessed with our dogs!
Hating lately: being confined in any way. Girlfriend wants to explore.
Walking? Not yet – soooo close though!
Milestones & New Discoveries:
standing by herself
first tastes of cake and sugar!
feeding herself (some)
drinking whole milk
first aquarium experience
can sign “bath”



Here’s one thing I need to know, though. CAN I STILL CALL HER A BABY? I mean, I know she’ll always be my baby, but I need to know when it’s no longer socially and developmentally acceptable to call her a baby. She can stand up on her own and is half as long as me when I hold her. But she’s still a baby for now…..right? Just say yes.


And here’s a recap of her first year in monthly pictures! 


To my little wildflower girl, I love you more than anything. I kinda wish there was a word bigger than love that I could give you, but it’ll have to do. 


{I had to revisit her birth story, probably something I’ll do every year in some capacity. If you’d like to read it, click
here.}

the phrase that got me through my first year as a parent

I know a lot of moms really love having a newborn, so I’m probably in the minority on this one, but I’m gonna go ahead and say I don’t think I’m cut out for the newborn phase. 

Maybe I’ll feel differently if/when I have a second newborn….maybe it’ll come to me a little easier…a little more naturally. But when I think back on life with Aven up to about 8 weeks old, I mostly feel happy to have made it through to the other side. Not that she was a particularly difficult baby….she just wasn’t a particularly easy one either. 

There are certainly things I miss about a brand new baby…like her soft fuzzy head and countless little rolls. I miss her all curled up in a ball on my chest and the way she stretched with her whole body for a full 30 seconds every time she was awakened. But now that she’s older, I feel like I’m actually enjoying motherhood rather than just trying to survive it. She’s becoming super interactive, can actually communicate some, and is just plain hysterical. 

Being only a couple weeks out from her first birthday, it got me thinking about what words of advice were most helpful to me in navigating not only the newborn days, but my entire first year as a mom. There is one phrase that has been my go-to, my mantra, my life-saver, from day one to now.





TOMORROW IS A NEW DAY.

Simple, right?

Funny how it’s not even specific to motherhood. It’s pretty universal. But as a new mom, it spoke hope to me.



What it meant to me was that it didn’t matter if she or I had cried multiple times the day before.

It didn’t matter if I had to sleep cramped up in the crib with her because it was THE ONLY THING that made my sick baby feel better.

Ultimately, it didn’t even matter if I had made all the right decisions in parenting her over the last 24 hours.

Because every.single.morning when I hear her stirring around in her crib I am sweetly greeted with the thought that I get to try again. We get to start fresh. Even though every day holds new challenges, it also holds new opportunities. What I didn’t get right the day before can be tossed aside. And that new trick I learned for soothing my baby or making her laugh? ON REPEAT. At least until it doesn’t work anymore. With every mistake and every victory, there is a lesson about who your child is, and who you are as a parent. 

Tomorrow is NEW.



This mindset has also helped me learn to start again in the middle of my day, if needed. A bad moment doesn’t equal a bad mom, just like a bad moment doesn’t equal a bad child.  One minute she can be completely losing her little baby mind over the tragedy of her Puffs being “gone gone,” and the next she’s playing patty cake with a big grin and a scrunched up nose. I could learn something from her in that sense. She doesn’t get bogged down carrying the junk of the day with her. She knows how to shake it off (also one of her favorite songs, by the way.)  She’s teaching me a lot, this girl. I hope I always take the time for the lesson.

The STEADFAST LOVE of the Lord never ceases; His mercies never come to an end. They are NEW EVERY MORNING; great is your faithfulness. 
Lamentations 3:22-23 


What about you? What words of encouragement have gotten you through the toughest days of being a mom?




11 months! {update}

So, on Tuesday I was at work and wrote “1/6/2015” at the top of my first patient worksheet for the day. It hit me. She’s 11 months old. ELEVEN. You guys, that’s only four weeks from being one year old. 

Someone hold me.

These pictures were made possible by Puffs. I literally had to bribe her to get any decent ones. 

She’s decided it’s more fun to take the headbands off now. She’s becoming a bit more mischievous and really keeping us on our toes.


As of now, I’m not planning to do these monthly updates after she turns one, but I may change my mind. I love being able to revisit when she did what, and to relive all the milestone moments from her first year. I may just do an update every few months or so. We’ll see how it goes.


This past month included her first Christmas
Our first Christmas as parents. 

Even though she’s too little to understand, it was really magical and just made the holidays even more joyful than they already are.

{ we have a pic in this very same spot last year….only I was hugely pregnant with this little babe still in my belly. }

This was her holiday outfit for my family’s Christmas party and meeting Santa. Could you die???
(Everything consignment except the pink leggings and the Owen and Abi skirt.)

She met Santa for the first time! And by that I mean, she was strategically placed on his lap without ever making eye contact with him, because that seemed to be the safest bet. She didn’t seem especially happy or excited about it BUT there were no tears, no pulling of beards, and no shrieking screams. So I’m calling that a win all around.

We picked out a Christmas tree at the tree farm as a family. 

Went something like this: Drive up to desolate tree farm halfway through December. Spot a tree in the middle of a clearing. Determine it’s about 95% perfect (!). Decide you will literally cut anyone if they try to take the tree first. Hubby chops down tree (super impressive) and throws it in the back of the truck. Drive home and then let 95%-perfect-tree sit undecorated in the house for a week. OH WELL. What’s important is we got a tree, people. And it was decorated exactly one week prior to Christmas. So again, calling that one a win. Also, Aven didn’t try to destroy the ornaments which I was totally betting on.



Girlfriend loves some Christmas lights. Whenever the tree is lit up, she points to it and does a little high pitched squeal with this surprised/excited/overjoyed look on her face. So cute. We went to an outdoor light event in our city that was pretty spectacular, and she was enamored.

It was soo cold. She kept putting her hands up to Brandon’s mouth for him to warm them up. 

We had a little photo booth set up at one of our family Christmas parties. Here’s what Aven thought about it:


Obviously thrilled.

Stats
Nicknames: Baby bird. Ave. Brandon always calls her Babygirl.
Eye Color: blue 
Hair: getting much longer and the rat tail is officially GONE. Moment of silence for the rat tail.
………………………………………………
Who does she look like? more me lately….I think.

Weight/Height: no update on this til next month’s dr appt.
Clothing: 12-18 months in most stuff.
Diapers: size 4
Favorite toys: anything that plays music and her baby “walker” that she can stand up and play with.
Crib or Parents’ Room: crib
Food/Routine: Up by 7 am every day (could set a clock by this girl). 
Breastmilk every 3-4 hours (6 oz, or as close as I can get…we are nearing the end of nursing).
Solid foods 3 times/day. She is loving yogurt right now.
Usually 2 naps/day, with the morning one being the longest and most important.
Bedtime around 9:00. (starting to move this up a little each night).
Nighttime sleep: she’s been sleeping like such a champ lately which I couldn’t be happier about. But since it’s something that changes monthly, I never let myself get TOO used to it.
Teething?: not currently
New Words: MAMA (WOHOOOOO!!!)
DADA
MORE (kinda – she tries to say it when she signs it)
GONE GONE (sounds like “go go”)
Loving lately: Me. She’s been so clingy with me recently. I’m not complaining though, since it probably won’t last.
Hating lately: wearing socks/headbands/hats. 
Being left alone to play

no more rat tail. 



New Discoveries/Milestones: 
Pulling up on everything
Blowing kisses
Standing with little help
Sign language (“more”)
First busted lip. Was bound to happen with all of this pulling up and standing business.

These are my new favorite things from this past month:
– Blowing kisses and waving with major enthusiasm every time we tell someone bye. (I die).
– The scrunch face + fake laugh she does whenever anyone laughs about anything in her presence.
– Giving random kisses out to inanimate objects (i.e., her gloworm toy and she also kissed her new pj’s that have a ballerina on them. SO precious.) 
– The sock monkey pants from Aunt Shelby.
– Watching her do sign language (she picked up “more” super quick).
– Dancing anytime anywhere when she hears even the faintest music playing.



Well I’m off to order ffirst birthday party invites. And I’m gonna be a big girl about it and not cry.

Happy 11 months to our little baby bird!

10 months old! {update}

Our girl is edging her way to her first birthday….she’s T E N months old. Double digits! 

Lots of fun is coming with the holidays and I’m even more excited to experience it this year with her. We’ve already seen a couple of decorated Christmas trees and she is completely enamored. I can’t wait to put ours up and see what kind of craziness ensues with her trying to pull the ornaments off and eat all the little leaf bits that will litter the floor. (Yes, it’s December 9th and we still have no tree. I had great intentions this year but it just hasn’t gone according to plan!) 

Best outtake from this month’s photo session….
She is such a mild mannered child. HA.
This is real life, you guys. The “10” on the chalkboard is rubbed off because she rolled around on it. The lint roller in the bottom right is there because that’s what I was using to make her smile….she was holding it but then decided she would throw it. She has spunk, spirit, and a mind of her own for sure. I’ve heard people say that means she’ll do great things one day. 🙂

Stats
Nicknames: Little bird. Boo boo.
Eye Color: blue, kind of a smokey blue.
Hair: blond. Her little rat tail is barely hanging on! Just a few little wispy strands left. 😦
Who does she look like? both of us.

Weight/Height: 19.6 lbs (66%) and 29″ long (91%) 
Clothing: She can wear 12 month tops and sleepers but pants really need to be 18 month to be long enough. #legsfordays
Diapers: size 4
Favorite toys: she is much more content with toddler toys now. She’s over all her baby toys! 
Crib or Parents’ Room: crib
Food/Routine: Up by 7 am every day, but usually earlier, like 6:30, especially if I have to work. Breastmilk every 3 – 3.5 hours. Baby food/oatmeal 2-3 times a day. Bedtime around 9:15. 
Nighttime sleep: We had a rough go for a while because when she was sick she would only sleep on me or next to me. But after about a week, she is getting back into her normal routine. When/if she wakes up in the middle of the night she wants me to pretty much just watch her sleep and has some type of radar for when I leave the room. I’m considering finding a cardboard cutout to stand over her crib so I don’t have to. 🙂  
Teething?: Another bottom one came in this past month, so that makes 3 on bottom / 4 on top!
New Words: No new ones this month! STILL has not said “mama” – what tha heck.

New Discoveries/Milestones: 
REAL crawling
Pulling up on furniture
Big bath instead of the infant tub
Sippy cups, especially the ones with straws
Waving when we say hey/bye
The “face” (see pictures below)
Voluntarily giving kisses out (even gave one to a little boy in the church nursery! OH MY.)




the face”
A new facial expression emerged this month that is still hilarious every time she does it and I wouldn’t mind if it never stops. She also does it every time I tell her “no” – I guess she knows it cracks me up. Pretty sure my younger brother started it, so thanks Charlie! 🙂

Right?!


Worst moment this past month
She had a high fever (101-103) starting the weekend before Thanksgiving but her temperament was great; she was acting totally normal. Finally took her to the pediatrician two days before Thanksgiving. Her doctor said it was either a respiratory virus or less likely, a UTI. After getting back home and constant pitiful crying from her unless she was asleep I took her back. Something wasn’t right. They ended up doing a catheter to get a urine sample to check for a UTI, aka a HIGHLY TRAUMATIC experience for both of us. And of course, it was negative. She was 100% fine the next day. (Typical).

Literally nothing got done around my house those few days. I just held my sick little baby.


First Thanksgiving!

matching, because why not?
Her vest – H&M
My vest – Target


Month in pictures:

Look at all those teeth!


Sippy cup pro


What’s left of the rat tail (sad!!)


A little fox sighting at Mimi’s office
She looks like this a lot of the time – one sock on, one sock off. I also used to do this as a baby!

 Lots of fun and entertainment in this $0.59 ball from Jess and Luke! Who knew?!

Cockatoo / Cindy Lou Who hair

Sleeping in our bed when she was sick.

Loves being tickled!

“Hey Hudson!”
Crawling everryyyywherrreee

 Sporting her beanie

In her big girl car seat!


Squeaky clean!
Looking exactly like her daddy here.

 Love this scrunched up face she makes


Happy happy 10 months, baby. 
YOU are my favorite.
9 month update here.



8 month update

It’s been 8 months since she joined our family. 
We are at that point now where I’m actually having a hard time remembering what life was like before her. She is our new normal, and any time spent away from her doesn’t feel quite right.



This past month has been one of lots of growth for our girl. And her personality is blossoming. She is chatty, a little dramatic, funny, emotional, and extremely observant.


Stats
Nicknames: Bird. Ave. Babygirl.
Eye Color: blue blue blue!
Hair: seems to be a darker blonde now; the rat tail now does a 
little curl which is too cute.
Who does she look like? She is a good mixture of both of us.

Weight: my guess is 20lbs but won’t know for sure til next month!
Height: LONG. haha
Clothing: 9 months. Pants typically have to be 12 months to fit (!)
Diapers: size 3
Favorite toys: plastic red cup for bath time and measuring cups are the new go-to.
Crib or Parents’ Room: crib mostly. If she wakes up after 4 or 5 am, she’ll just 
stay in our bed but that’s pretty rare.
Food/Routine: breastmilk (every 3 hours); oatmeal cereal (1x/day); baby food (1 or 2x/day). Right now she loves peaches and PEAS! 
Usually a morning and an afternoon nap.
Nighttime sleep: Still waking once per night. She’s had a couple of full nights of sleep this past week which I’m loving but not getting attached to.
Teething?: We started this month with 2 bottom teeth. Now she also has 
four – yes, FOUR – top teeth.
Words: Hudson, Angel (our dog’s names)
New Discoveries/Milestones: 
Sitting up on her own
Waving
Clapping
High 5’s
Face diving for stuff but not crawling yet
TALKING

FIRST WORD!
“Hudson.” 
As in, our boxer’s name. 
She is completely obsessed with him lately. And our chihuahua, Angel, too. So naturally, “Angel” was her second word. In the mornings, she looks everywhere around the room until she spots them and then a big grin always appears.
“Mama” better be next, little girl.

Hudson’s face on the bottom left picture – priceless.

Big smiles.


 Highchair for feedings, which she loves!

Does anyone else’s 8 month old look this giant in a high chair? No? Just mine?



Gagging face from the bananas (she has since decided she likes bananas after all). 



Her amber teething necklace may have helped some! She had FOUR top teeth come in at pretty much the same time and she has acted pretty normal.



This is just such a classic Aven face.


I am finally able to put her in the seat of the cart without her falling over – so much easier! And I was given two cart covers as hand-me-downs, so when one’s dirty I always have a spare.


Current microfashion favorite – denim.
(This is a boy’s shirt from H&M!)


And just to keep it real – there’s this face. She doesn’t like to be left alone much, so I have to stay close by a lot more than in the past. Hoping it’s just a phase because my house needs some attention too! 


The face she makes when she’s talking intently (THE BEST).


Standing with support.
(And waving! At dogs, random people, ourselves….)



Bath time is always fun!


Why do I even bother with toys? She is happy to play with boxes, measuring spoons, cups….


First professional baseball game with the family.


This fall weather has been pretty perfect for hanging out by the lake and the pool, so we’ve been soaking it up!

this hair.


A four generation picture of my Gammy, my mom, me, and Aven. Long overdue.


And because I’m trying to use my DSLR more (instead of just my iphone) here are a few photos I snapped of her in just a diaper and a bow.




Happy 8 months to my little wildflower girl!



You can read her 7 month update here.