Saturday, March 17, 2018

Thirteen Years of I Do.

The evening that we became husband and wife, first, feels like lightyears ago and second, it was. Haha. 

We were just babies. For real yo.

We were 18 and 4 weeks from Cale leaving for Basic. Those weeks were literally like a Nicholas Sparks movie. It was dreamy and intense. So much was happening and changing all at once. We were married, free and yet held this gloom above us knowing he was leaving.

Good bye was coming. 

Most of that first year Cale was in Basic and AIT. After his return home, we had a larger ceremony with everyone in our lives that we loved so much. The first ceremony was very small just to make everything official. 

We left 10 days later for the adventure of the Army and all that was going to come with it. We had no idea how we would grow and learn and be challenged that first year-like any marriage, with the addition of long distance and Army curve balls. 

We arrived at Ft Drum the day after Thanksgiving that year and on Monday Cale came back to the hotel and broke the news that the beginning of February he was going to be deploying. 

Gut punch. 

Our first anniversary Cale was gone. He had ordered a necklace and had it mailed to me. It was hard and it stunk but God had already begun surrounding me with friends that very quickly became family. We were going to make it. 

Our second anniversary he was still gone. I had gone to Africa for 6 months, came back spent some time in Washington and a week before he was coming back to me, he was extended. Ouch. 

So...we were still a part. 

I remember thinking this was probably the hardest thing we were going to have to face and we were going to get through it and be just fine. 

Our third anniversary he was home! Hallelujah! We were together! 

I actually don't remember the day at all. I'm sure it was wonderful though...haha. 

I know from the time he had returned home until he left again was bliss. We loved being together, we laughed a lot and we always had fun-even doing little meaningless things like going to Walmart for ice cream. 

We talked a lot that year about what it meant to serve God with our whole life. We talked about when we would start a family and the kind of dad he wanted to be. We talked about his dreams and the things he looked forward to. He was being shaped into the man that he wanted to be and I was the one who had a front row seat to watch it happen. We both kept saying exciting things were ahead. 

Our fourth anniversary you were gone again. 


I had gone back to Washington and I missed him terribly. I no longer felt like I fit there, yet it was home. I just ached without him. God was growing me and working deep in my heart. Towards the end of the deployment, I spent 30 days set aside from "busy" and spent time seeking God, being alone more and preparing my heart for his return home and all that God had for us. 

We both knew big things were coming. 
We felt ready. 

Our 5th anniversary my hand held his as tears filled my eyes. I had made sure to wear a cute outfit for him in case he decided to suddenly come out of his coma. He laid there on the bed, moving his body randomly and without purpose. My heart was heavy for him; heavy for us.

We had talked about this day just a little over a month prior and there was no mention of him fighting for his life. No mention of him not registering that I was in the room with him. No mention of me helping the nurse roll him over to change his brief after he had wet himself. There was no mention of the tubes that came out of his body and the way I learned to pour liquid into a tube to feed him. 

No mention of the way my heart felt lonelier than it had the whole time he was across the ocean even though he was in the same room as me as I was sitting there holding his hand.

I was still saying "I do." 

I did choose him even though a doctor looked at me one day and let me know how severe the situation was. He said it was really wonderful to see me by Cale's side but that I should start thinking about moving on.

I was still saying, "I do."

Our 6th anniversary we were about to leave the hospital! It was SO exciting. We were able to go to dinner and spend an evening with friends. We were once again on the brink of exciting things! 

Heres a little video for you to enjoy from that day :) 

Our 7th anniversary we were in California visiting friends AND we went to a Red Wings game! Woot Woot! 

Our 8th anniversary we were back in the hospital. Don't worry, Cale had some help to make it super special :) We were in the middle of conquering big things in our journey. Every day in the hospital at that point was so worth it and so needed.

Our 9th Anniversary we were about to have a BABY!!!!!! I can't even believe it. This was wild. Wild that we were at the point in our life to become responsible for another human. Whoa. 

There was a LOT of excitement and fear and unknown but I knew, we were going to be just fine. 

Our 10th anniversary I had planned that it would be awesome. Like, a trip to somewhere incredible...instead we were home with our sweet girl. Can I be honest, I don't remember the day. I don't know if we went out to eat or if we went for a walk-no memory. And apparently I didn't document on social media anywhere. Darn me. 

This season in our life was so wonderful. We were parents to the sweetest girl. We were doing it together.

Our eleventh anniversary was a humdinger. 

We had moved and so we celebrated in our new home in North Carolina. Wow. That was unexpected. Want to know something else unexpected...



...I was pregnant with our SECOND baby. 

Oh my goodness. 

Oh my gooooooodness.

I had literally found out a week before. My head was spinning and I was so very happy. Like, stupid happy. 

Were we crazy?

Eh, maybe a little. 

I was in a little blissful world and butterflies were fluttering around. I was pregnant...and nauseated all of the time. Ha.

Our 12th anniversary was a fun light day. We even had Mama and our two littles join us for dinner out. This 12th year, like I mentioned on the last post, yanked my heart around a little more than I liked but also know I needed. 

I questioned our marriage. 

Remember I said no more lies?

Well, apparently that means I'm laying it all out there. 

I had moments this last year that I questioned mine and Cale's marriage. I questioned it-not wanted to end it. I struggled more with the way brain injury comes between every part of us and unlike previous years when I seemed to be able to embrace it easier, I continually fought it. 

Healing needed to happen. 

I didn't want to share all the grit. I let some of it slip here and there with people close to me, but even the closest to me didn't know where my heart was. 

It was me and the Lord. 

Today, we celebrate our 13th anniversary. What a beautiful day to celebrate as I feel like with winter ending (for some reason North Carolina has NOT gotten the memo...!) and Spring arriving, my heart is blooming as I look into the eyes of my man. 

I'm embracing again. 

I'm rejoicing.

I'm still saying, "I do."

Friday, March 9, 2018

TRUTH & no more lies.

I'm a little more nervous as I sit here to type than I think I've ever been preparing to post. It's a good thing and I know that God is asking for more of me. I'm trying to even organize my thoughts as my fingers are moving across the keyboard. 

I'm going to first answer a few of the questions I've received lately whether it was by talking with one of you or an email that you've sent. 

I'll ease myself in and then I'm going to open my heart with you-my heart not about Cale, but about me. I'm going to reveal and confess a few lies that have in different ways taken over my thoughts and actions in different moments that have continually held me back from the call on my life. 

So friends, here I go. 

1. Q. How is Cale doing with living in North Carolina?

A. He loves it! I've actually asked him many times if he wants to move back to WA. Every time I ask he says no. He loves where we were born and what was home, but he (at least for now) wants to stay here. It's home now. My plan is to always always keep that door open. I never want to make it seem like that's not an option. At the same time, I don't want to live here as though it's temporary. When we talk about the future, we talk as though Nora will go to college here. We're blooming where we've been planted as they say. :) 

While in WA, I think he was living in a constant battle mentally because we were back where we both grew up and he had memories, not in order or all like they actually happened but a lot of memories and things were so very different from what he was living after brain injury. He couldn't quite separate the two and completely understand the changes. Here he has zero memories and there seems to be a freedom. 

2. Q. What does Cale do?

A. His big thing right now is sled hockey. This is something that challenges him and that he truly enjoys. We missed this last week because we were out of town but the week before he was so excited the whole drive home because he said he did so good. We haven't really connected with the team like I had imagined. I'm not sure he would say he has a "friend" on the team yet that he would want to hang out with but that's ok. He's getting to play hockey and that is such a gift. Nora knows all about daddy playing and she loves it. She was able to go ice skating with him for the second time back in December (I don't remember if I had shared about that?) and she hasn't stopped asking to go again! When Easton sees a picture of a hockey player in one of his books he says "dada!" Which we of course love that they both know and join in Cale's passion.

3. Q. How do you do it? Especially with having two little kids on top of your situation??

A. I love Jesus. I know that seems like an easy out, but it's the absolute truth. Cale's doc called yesterday afternoon and talked with me for a long time. At one point she asked this same question that comes often. My hands are full, it is so very true. I'm not trying to live in denial...but my heart is so so full. It really is. Cale is a gift. A crazy, wild, stubborn, uncontrollable, amazing gift. The two kids that we were brave enough to add to our journey-there couldn't be sweeter gifts aside from Jesus shedding his blood for my sins to be covered. No joke. Our home can, it's just NEVER boring. I love it all though. It's just a lot of wiggling and being flexible. 

We also have some pretty incredible people in our circle here. There is one guy from church who almost every week picks Cale up and takes him out. There are two other guys that switch off coming every other week to hang out with him. We have friends who have helped with the kiddos or who randomly will hang out with Cale. And I have many friends who love on me in different ways. I get to see people be like Jesus to our family...and it's a beautiful thing.

4. Q. Are you guys going to have any more kids?

A. I get asked this a lot. Would I love to if our life looked differently? Absolutely. And some days I think that maybe one day when these two are a little older...but no. We're at our max and we are truly content. In a few years when I feel as though one more baby would be oh so wonderful, we're going to get a dog. Ha. 

5. Q. When are you going to write a book?

A. uh...

6. Q. Did you guys complete your date a week challenge?

A. Yes we did! And because my heart struggled so much this last year, we are just so so so so so thankful we had that challenge in place and stuck to it! 

7. Q. Has Cale been doing better with eating veggies?

A. Ha. 


The ugly things that spin around and entangle the mess out of my thoughts are the things I'm about to share. Well, some of them. The road block I'm having is that some of these twisted thoughts turn into fear and when I am allowing fear to control me rather than what God is asking me, I'm not able to move past the place that I'm in. Over and over God's word tells us not to fear. Isn't it the easiest response though? Sometimes I don't even realize that fear is holding me back until God is calling me to obedience and I would rather dig my heels in and not budge.

This last weekend Cale and I went away for a perfect weekend to a marriage retreat. One of the speakers that we listened to was actually one of the Veterans. At one point while he was telling his story (which was incredible to listen to) he said, "If you don't share everything, even the dirtiest ugliest parts, you're missing out on sharing God's glory."

How do I even start this? 

I'm going to try bullet points. We'll see how it morphs. Haha.

When this blog was first started after the accident, I didn't even know what a blog was. I'm not cool like that. And I think blogs were just taking least that's what I tell myself. Cale's best friend at the time set it up for a place to post updates on everything that was happening with Cale. At first Mama was just posting on her fb page but not everyone was friends with Mama. All of us would type updates and ask you to please keep praying. I remember it was one of the greatest gifts to know you were praying with us and for us during such a hectic time. My brain is still super fuzzy when I think of those first few months. I know I've forgotten many details. 

When all of our friends and family had to return to their normal life and I was left alone in a new place not knowing anyone, I was told I should keep posting. I really didn't want to. I felt like it was going to be too much and I just didn't have the brain space. God silenced my fear and reminded me that He would fill in the gap. He was using our story and I just needed to be obedient and type. So, I began to write, no longer from a place of heaviness and fear, or even just desperate to get an update to you. Rather, from my heart. Suddenly, even though I was very much alone at night in my hotel room, I felt like I had an army of friends and family walking this journey out with me. And it wasn't just a feeling-you were. 

The blog became the place that I would dump everything out of me so that it wasn't balled up inside. I prayed (and still do!) as my fingers hit the keyboard, "Jesus, somehow let them see you." 

He is faithful.

Over and over many of you would email me or message me in some way how God had encouraged your heart as you read what I had typed or just how thankful you were that Cale was progressing and you felt as though your prayers mattered. 

Tears come to my eyes even now as I type these words. 

Your kindness to our family has always been so beautiful. 

Through time, I have been able to meet some of you that I had never met before this blog and I probably would have never met. This is the same for the accident. It was an awful dent in our life but we're thankful for the way that my relationship with so many of you has filled us in sweet sweet ways. 

#1. What if I'm not as great as they think I am?

I'm not sure at what point that lie began to take root. Along with this blog has come some praise that I never sought out or dreamed of. It's just me. Bad grammar, babbling thoughts and obedience. Yet, at times there would be one of you that were so excited to finally meet me. Well, I'm not that cool. And I'm not even trying to be humble. Haha. Cale was always the life of the party, able to make everyone laugh-and let's be honest, he still is! I'm not. I don't have a loud take over the room personality. I'm totally ok with that. Over time and growing up, I was able to learn that God created me, me. Cale and I had many conversations when we were dating about how we really did fit well because he was so crazy and I was so not and that together, we were fun. Haha. 

Please do no read this and suddenly feel like you need to message me and give me a boost of confidence-please! I'm only confessing that at least in my head, because of this blog I was put on some level that I was some amazing person and the reality is, I'm just not. But after meeting someone, this lie began to creep up...what if they're disappointed now. 

Basically, I've forced that thought to go away time after time BUT I want to confess it to you as well. It's just me, a normal woman who 31 years ago was named Kathleen. Nothing crazy special about me! I get stuck in my head too often, I embarrass way too easily and I babble way too much. 

Jesus loves me this I know. :)

#2. There's other people who say it better.

Listen, I have never been good at expressing my thoughts-ever. I have friends that would tease me about this. Growing up, writing was never my strong point. My journals from when I was younger are hilarious. This was never my gifting. 

I think this blog has allowed some writing to seem great because first, God opened this door for me to share our story and reveal His glory. Second, it's from my heart and again is only possible because of God. Even when I've tried other ways of getting my thoughts out-they never come out right! I even attempted a video to put on here one day-it wasn't pretty. Even the times I've spoken at churches-nope. It can be about our life or a thought I have about something, and I end up not making sense. That's ok! That's me! Another...uh...awesome perk. Ha! 

I do however know that there are a lot of people facing really hard hard things in life and they can make words come out like silk. They can articulate perfectly a situation. They, they are skilled. 

Ok, I know this sounds like another lie about my self confidence and maybe I just need to read a self help book about becoming a better me-this really isn't the case. 

The truth is that if I allow this lie to turn into fear which than leads me to disobedience because why should I put anything out there when other people do a better job, I'm telling God He's not bigger than me. He didn't do a good job of choosing me. He messed up when He created me. 

In Exodus 4 God is instructing Moses and calling him out to lead the Israelites. Moses responds to God in verse 10-

But Moses said to the Lord, "Oh my Lord, I am not eloquent, either in the past or since you have spoken to your servant, but I am slow of speech and of tongue."

verse 11 God says, "Who has made man's mouth? Who makes him mute ,or deaf, or seeing, or blind? Is it not I the Lord? Now therefore go, and I will be with your mouth and teach you what you shall speak." 

Mike drop.

Guess what?? Even after God says that he will be with his mouth and teach him to speak- Moses begs him, pleeeeeease no! Send someone else. 

And then with anger towards Moses, God calls out Aaron. 

Every single time I read this passage, I get goosebumps and I react with a sudden burst of crazy hyper energy. Ugh. Moses, duuuuude. What? What were you thinking? How was your confidence so small when God himself was speaking to you?!!!?!?

Guess what friends, every time I read this passage I want to shake Moses and then I turn right back to myself...ugh. 

Kathleen, duuuuuude! You know God has opened this door and created a way for you to be a light. He did not ask you to type perfectly looking all Hollywood and getting every word perfectly. If my theology is off a little-oh fat well. He's calling me to obey Him. 

I could easily say, "Oh no, no no no. You have the wrong girl." But what if we never pursued anything because someone else can do it better?

#3. This isn't like a lie, lie. But it's there and I need to get it all out-

I must be butter cus' I'm on a roll!! 


This last year has probably been the hardest for me. Partly, we've added another kid and that does add to all sorts of stress levels. Partly because we've had a few hard chunks of time with Cale. Partly because ______. 

I can insert whatever there and it probably would be partly true. We just had our 8 year anniversary since the car accident. Every year, including the first year, I have approached Cale's Alive Day with such praise and thankfulness. I have looked back through each year and been so AMAZED at all that had taken place. This year though, I wrestled a wee bit more. 

It's not because I haven't allowed myself to grieve. 
It's not because I'm depressed. 
It's not because I've given up on the power of God and my relationship with Him. 
It's not because I never feel like I can have a hard day. 

I just needed to wrestle some things out and it wasn't easy. 

I needed to work through some thoughts about how much brain injury affects our every day and how that just sucks sometimes. 

I needed to work out why it is that when I would rather go back to Africa and live on a dirt floor in a mud hut and love on babies that have not a single soul on this earth to love them-why did I have this instead? This life with brain injury?

I needed to wrestle with something that has continued to happen with Cale that I don't understand. I get frustrated and feel hopeless about it. I feel like we've been in the same boxing rink with this issue over and over and yet it keeps happening. It feels lonely. 

I had to wrestle with looking at Nora and knowing that I can look at our marriage and feel like so much was stolen from us with the "could have beens" and the "should have beens" but it happened to us. We chose to bring two babies into this life. I know there are some of you who strongly disagree with our decision. Don't worry, I get why. I do. You read me struggling through and you wonder how in the world we could add a child. 

It was never a light discussion. 

We also know that Nora and Easton have a home where love is dumped on them by not just a mommy and daddy but also by Grammy. 

We know that God will fill the gaps. We know and believe that as they are raised in a home full of love, grace and forgiveness, they will grow to also live in that. We know and believe that because their daddy is a the charts (hahaha. ok, guys, he's REALLY silly and we just finished a weekend loaded with story after story revealing this!) that they will grow to love people the way that God sees them and not how the world labels them. We know and believe that the life we choose to live and the home we choose to have will help equip our kiddos to love God and love people well. 

With all of the above, there's a wrestling within as I watch my almost four year old (say whaaaat?!?!?) process and deal with life with brain injury. I look at her and so quickly feel as though so much has been stolen from her and I chose that for her. 

I know what the truth is. 
I know that God knew Nora before I did.
I know that He has great plans for her. 
I know that she has the perfect personality for a girl walking in her shoes. 
I know God will provide what she needs...

(and the same for Easton)

...but my mommy heart still needs to wrestle with it and chew on it. I still need to process how this looks and how I can best help guide her. 

I still have to watch my sweet girl suffer and although her "suffering" is not the worst she could experience in this life, it's hard. For my mommy heart, it's hard. 

I also fully realize that it has been eight years. Eight years since I've seen Cale as the the way my heart longs to see him again. When trauma happens, typically there's the initial blow, a grieving period and then you began to move on. I think there's maybe a couple more steps? I don't remember. What I do know though, is we have brain injury that entered our life and it's not going away-it is here to stay. 

As I've been going through a difficult season, it's not because of anything specific Cale has done, it's because of my heart. The inner parts of my heart processing and learning. Growing and being challenged. 

It's hard but good. Not fun but needed. 

I do plan to be posting more again and continuing to share all that God is doing. 

Will you continue to pray for us? 

Here's just a few fun pictures to end with :)

Enjoying the sunshine. Not sure if you can tell but his hat is basically sitting on the top of his head. It was his hat he wore last year! I am in denial that this boy is growing...

This is Nora puppy. She's a sweet little puppy :)

This girl is about to turn 4. Holy! 

She has big plans for being 4. They include but are not limited to, her starting karate (she wants to do this so bad. I think we're going to give it a shot soon!), gymnastics (we'll maybe wait until she gives karate a try), go super super duper fast on her scooter, she'll start to obey because 3's don't obey, she'll eat new food, she's going to take a trip to WA (I'm so hoping I can make this happen!), she's going to go to the beach. She's going to go rollerskating and stay up late with mommy. The list just keeps going...haha.

This is Us. 

Tuesday, January 2, 2018

It's My Birthday!

Hey guys! 

We're still here, just enjoying the holidays and each other :)

There's something on my heart that I want to share with you-but mostly putting it on here so I'll have it written out. 

On New Years Eve I posted this picture on Instagram and Facebook-

Along with it I had this quote-

"Discipline is the wholehearted yes to the call of God. When I know myself called, summoned, addressed, taken possession of, known, acted upon, I have heard the Master. I put myself gladly, fully and forever at His disposal, and to whatever he says my answer is yes." -Elizabeth Elliot

When I posted that quote I didn't have a specific idea of what that may be that He's asking of me this year- but whatever its going to be, I want my answer to be yes.

Rewind for a minute-

We have been going through a period that has been super challenging with Cale. It's every day and I fully rejoice we have Jesus. We claim victory and we know we'll make it to the other side but this middle part right now is haaaaaard. 

Yesterday, the first day of 2018 was started with me being confident and excited. I didn't stay up until midnight so I woke up a little more chipper than a lot of you may have. ;) 

To make this story short, Mama made a yummy dinner, one she makes every New Years day. I didn't help at all, I played with the kiddos :) Nora helped me set the table extra special though. 

Cale ended up having a moment. I won't give details but it ended with frustration and tears for me. 

We ate dinner while he stayed upstairs and then one of our friends came to pick him up and get him out of the house for a little bit- I am so grateful.

After dinner I cleaned up the kitchen and while washing there were a lot more tears. Outside of these moments, I know it's brain injury. I am able to reason with myself but it definitely feels like I'm fighting a battle up stream and I just struggle sometimes to know what the next step needs to be-and many days we just take one step at a time. 

Before going upstairs for the night I walked into our dining room and I read this sign I have hanging up over and over and over-

This sign was a little bit of a splurge and now I know it was money well spent. As I read it I quickly started to add, "my answer is yes."

I will be a woman who is humble and gentle.


I will be patient.


I will make allowance for others faults.


Sometimes, God does have callings into a ministry, or getting married or a move or whatever else- but sometimes we just need to say yes to loving him and loving people more. Maybe as we walk through our days, we need to remember to make allowance for others faults because we all mess up. 

We will continue to have hard days. We know that and it would be so whether we lived with brain injury or not. It's just going to be that way in a sinful world. 

BUT, in our home, we choose to say yes to wholeheartidely loving God and loving people-

even when its hard. 


Sunday, November 26, 2017

Turkeys & Trees...and Poop.

Hey Friends, 

I'm currently sitting in a Panera all by myself...oh my goodness. Yes. 

I love my people, like really love them BUT a little bit of time all to myself after a productive nap time-is such a gift. One of my friends asked if she could take them for a chunk of time today for me. Yesssssss. Thank you Leanne!!! 

It has been beautiful here. I always love Fall but I do have to say that North Carolina has an award winning Fall. The area I grew up in was not full of trees like here. It's just so so so pretty. 

Nora loves everything colorful. When you ask her what her favorite color is, she'll tell you its all the colors of the rainbow. We were driving down the road the other day and she started talking about how God likes colors too because he made everything with all the colors. We then spent the next 5 minutes talking about different things and what colors they are. 

Cale added how even people are different colors and guess what Nora said...

"and they're all beautiful!" 

I agree Nora. I agree. 

at this age, baby food is the BEST messy stuff to play in. I had made a mixture for Nora to have a dinosaur swamp to play in but because Easton puts EVERYTHING in his mouth, giving him some baby food that he could squish and smear was perfect because he can put it in his mouth over and over and Mommy is totally ok with it! 

We went to the tree farm. We didn't plan to get a tree, we just went to run and play. Our friends were going to get a tree so we did plan to visit with them and hopefully get some pictures. My goal was to try to get a really good one of Nora and Easton. We just had our family pictures done and we did get great photos but I didn't get any of just the two of them that I really loved. 

You can see in the last picture how that went...ha! 

At one point before our friends arrived, I tried to get some pictures of the two kids. Easton was walking around like a big boy exploring and I was trying to get a picture of Nora. I looked over and Easton had a huge smile and started walking back towards me. "Easton, what do you have? Did you find a stick? Come show Mommy!" was said in a high pitched overly excited voice. He was so cute and seemed so pleased. He came even closer and my eyes focused clearer on what he was holding. Oh, it wasn't a stick. Nope. A stick doesn't squish between fingers. It was poop. Like a big poop. It went up to his face and I did a quick ninja move to swat it from his hand before it reached his mouth...but unfortunately it did hit his cheek. 

I'm grossed out and Nora is grossed out. 

I ran over to where our stroller was sitting and of course I had left the wipes in the car. Awesome. 

I did have one tissue that I tried my best to wipe his hands with. I plopped him on my hip and put the poopy hand behind me and had Nora sit on the stroller. I pushed with one hand through grass and hills and trees-why were we so far from the van?!

The whole way as we're walking by people and I'm smelling an unwanted aroma, Nora is yelling "Gross! Easton picked up poooooooop!" 


I ended up calling Mama saying that I knew she couldn't help with the situation but I needed emotional support. Hahahaha. 

We were able to get the boy all cleaned up and went back to the trees-we had a blast! :)

Me and this guy had a date at home. We played Ticket to Ride and both ended up in Raleigh! It wasn't planned and made it extra fun :)

"Everything is so beautiful and the leaves and all the rocks too!" -Nora

He wanted to be throwing rocks in the lake too...but watching sissy will have to do...

We went for a walk last week and Mama walked 2 miles!! Her knee is healing and at this point she's already walking better than she was before her surgery! During the last mile, Nora would ride on the walker and yell out "Go Grammy Go! You can do it! Go Grammy Go!" She's a good encourager :)

We ran a neighborhood 5k Turkey Trot. Nora ran 1 lap out of the 3 for the kids and then she ran a little bit during Mommy's run. It was fun and relaxed :) 

Happy Thanksgiving! 

One of our friends invited us over to join her family and it was perfect! Easton played with the "big" girls for part of the time...which was a little bit of a heart jerker. Whew. 

I think he changed a lot this last week in his looks. He looks like a little boy walking around and not so baby looking anymore. 

Every Thanksgiving we watch a Christmas movie. The kiddos were exhausted after we left Courtney's house so we put them to bed a little early and then made some hot cocoa and watched White Christmas to launch us into Christmas season! 

Friday we picked out our tree! 

I always love Christmas but this year I may be the most excited I've ever been. Experiencing Christmas with kids is more and more fun! This year Nora is even more excited, understands a lot more and just gets so excited about all of the fun things. We have a list of all the fun things we'd like to do and we're talking a lot about ways we can be a blessing. 

I just love it so much! 

I really do try to get pictures of them together...and...well...this is what we get. 

This was Friday morning and we went to pick out a tree Friday around 4:30. Both kids were still in their dinosaur jammies because that's how cool we are. 

Friday, November 17, 2017

A surgery, a birthday and some other things

Here we go! 

I'm going to get this update DONE today. I've literally written on my to do list every single day for the last week and every single day it has been moved to the next. 

Last week Mama had knee surgery. I told someone this morning that it was two weeks ago...sure does feel like it! It was originally scheduled in December which would have been the week right before Christmas. I am so so so thankful that it was moved up, it's done and behind us now! 

There are new toys to enjoy at home :)

We celebrated Easton turning ONE!!! 

Nora planned the party. Yep! I gave her some options or helped guide a few things but she chose what needed to happen! One of the things she had said we needed was a real gecko. Uh...

I gently let her know I wasn't quite sure that was going to happen. BUT I decided to get on one of the moms groups on FB and just see if anyone had one we could borrow for a few hours-and we found one! The sweetest family let us come meet Echo the Gecko a week before the party and then they brought her over and the kids enjoyed seeing her :) As you can see, it was a party for Easton but it was mainly Nora's friends ;)

Soccer season ended! I think these two friends may have enjoyed seeing each other every week way more than playing with the balls :)

This is fun! Last year on Halloween, Easton joined the world and later that day mommy made him dress up like Mickey. Poor kid. Ha!

Trick or Treat! Nora went with Luke our neighbor last year while I was home with Easton...and you know, recovering. She talked about going with Luke again all year. 

Grammy & Nora bought Easton his first car for his birthday. This dude is ready. 

My friend Shawna took this picture when we had gone to the pumpkin patch with her and her kids.  So fun! :)

We build a lot of forts in this home and I LOVE it. We built another one recently and we stayed in our pjs for a long time and I think I loved it even more. :)

Can you see us??


Sweet friends :)

Some days are just lay on mommy days. 

Thank you for those of you that asked about my race! I ended with 2:04 which was good for me! I had been keeping my eye on my watch and at one point I was thinking I could PR but about mile 10 I knew it wasn't going to happen-and that's ok! It was still a great race! Another 13.1 done! 

One of our friends had given these little Mickey Mouse shoes to Nora. You may remember seeing them in pictures. Well, this little guy gets to wear them now! 

I remember when Nora was a baby. I would stare at her and think that I was going to memorize everything about her and never forget. Oh how I wish I couldn't forget. I watch her now and think those same things. She has so many opinions and her own thoughts about things. We try to write things down but I know we miss so much. Every age has been so fun with her. Challenging-yes. But I have really enjoyed every age with her. 

Easton, ha. This boy. He does things that Nora never ever did. He climbs the front of the stove. He stands in his little rocking chair to rock. He is so so so different and we love him like crazy. It cracks me up how different he is from when Nora was at this age. 

Cale has been able to go to a few different hockey games which is always a favorite! We also went on a date last week to see Jim Gaffigan. Lots of laughing! 


Ok, I had written about this last year and I'm going to put it out there again. During the holiday season there is a LOT of amazing things to give towards. If you are interested in donating towards the sled hockey program that Cale is involved in click here and scroll to the bottom of the page. On the right side is a link you can click to donate. The program is getting ready to do one of the biggest fundraiser nights they have. Cale and I have been trying to think of a fun idea to help raise money for the team as well...but we're not agreeing on the ideas...uh...haha. We'll keep thinking though! 

Also, this picture popped up on my FB memories from 3 years ago! Oh man. My heart!