My children pulled me into the corn maze and promptly took off with a herd of friends, leaving me wandering about the impressive maze for a fair bit of time, which I did not mind one bit.
Those moments you wish you could just freeze in time. Girl time with my best girl 💕
This was a ‘stop the van, turn around, park, and run out to the middle of the bridge to snap a photo’ sort of moment. I drive over the bridge everyday and just couldn’t pass it by this time.
Early morning glow stick baths ✨
Weekends are for exploring.
Checked out a newish playground the other day, to enjoy what is probably going to be our last couple days of sun! Kiddo loved all the climbing area and bumpy slide. Definitely check out this playground that has the best views of the city!
These three have been friends since age 4 and they are so much fun. They are having a sleepover in my trailer but before bed they ran around the whole campground with some other kids playing laser tag. .
They also made a teeny tiny fire to roast Mimi marshmallows to make tiny s’mores.. Anya’s holding a marshmallow here but I wish I got a photo of the s’more.
What kinds of things do your older kids do when camping/traveling, to stay entertained?
This farm was incredible with a barn full of hay, slides, and a dried corn pit. They leaped with friends approximately 476 times, until the sweat poured down their bright pink cheeks. Kids need this. They need to play so hard that they collapse in hysterical laughter and go home with hay in their hair and mud on their boots.
I think this might be my favorite pumpkin patch picture yet 😍 our Dark Daisy romper is selling fast so grab your size while they last!
Today was rough. I am tired. Doing all of this alone is hard. Isaac would be irritated by my use of the word, “hard” instead of “difficult.” They have all been sick on and off and today baby Ben scared me so bad I yelled at the other two to get in the truck and was about to drive to the ER. I couldn’t tell if he was trying to poop or couldn’t breathe. Outside the truck he calmed down and just kept smiling at me so I decided it wasn’t an emergency and perhaps he has the throw up bug everyone else has had.
Except me. 😬
That was all exhausting so we missed our farm date with friends and had a slow day before I decided to try and get them some time at the river even though I knew we should stay home. Well Fiona pooped her pants shortly after this photo and I was a mean mom the rest of the night. 😩 The guilt. But that’s how this motherhood thing goes. You have days where you feel like Mother Earth herself and days where you feel like you have to find somewhere else for them all to live because you obviously can’t do it.
You can. I can.
All of these roads carry familiar stories; stories I once felt like skin and now feel like distant, fond recognition. It feels lovely...tastes sweet and has light in it. We carry all of our homes so close to our hearts-and the places where we root resemble them all in some sort of magical mitosis of the soul. The traditions we enact, the songs we sing + teach, the food we make, the hospitality we nurture, the way we build new families and communities and villages on our backs.
There is so much love, and I’m so grateful to have pockets of it scattered across the world...grateful for the one we carved for ourselves in Portland, because it pulsates with the heart of what we have grown from here in the Midwest; from what we watched our parents plant and tend and love.
Car parks sometimes have the best leaf piles.
Best problem to have - when the ☀️ shines so bright you have trouble seeing 🙈
Finally moved the boys closets to the laundry room 🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼
Sappy/truth post ahead.
I struggled HARD after Liam was born with post-partum depression and anxiety. I knew I was prone to it because of my history with them outside of having a baby, it was a lot harder than I imagined it would be; coping with having a newborn, missing my mom and wishing she was there to help me blossom into a mom (still wishing she was here, 8.5 years later), not knowing if I could really do the single mom deal and so much more. I had a very traumatic childhood growing up, not anything my mom did but everything an uncle did and most of the family completely denying MY truth, the hell he put me through for 12 years, my mom never knew. My point of this story, I’ve dealt with so much hell my whole life, up until 2 years ago when my boy entered this world. I tried on multiple occasions to take my life before he was born. I couldn’t deal with losing my mom, the trauma and the immense depression and anxiety. I didn’t realize my true strength for a very long time. Many people didn’t think I’d make it far due to health conditions growing up. I’ve grown into a woman that has overcome mountains and barriers. I’m one class away from being the FIRST in my entire family to graduate with a Bachelors degree and I’m not stopping there. I’ve overcome many barriers and I AM a strong woman and most importantly, mother to my amazing little boy. Don’t let people change you or define you. Rise up. ❤️
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Violets LOVES riding on the lawn mower especially with her daddy! She could ride around the property all day if it was up to her. As soon as you turn it off she’s jumping up and down for more and her dad can never say no so of course he takes her around again. I love watching these to go “vroom vroom” something that she’ll enjoy for a long time until it becomes her chore 😉
What a chore your kids like helping with right now?
Violet loves sweeping and vacuuming...but how long will that really last haha??
Facebook memories really gets me sometimes. .
5 years ago, I sat at this table having fresh apple pie with my grandma...I knew her health was declining and I treasured that day. We even took a stroll through her beautiful garden she tried to hide her exhaustion - she wanted to send me home with a big bouquet of Dahlias. .
Today I sat at this table and had fresh homemade cinnamon rolls with these goofballs & some of their cousins...5 of my grandma's beautiful grandkids that she never got to meet. .
The kids ran and played & ate freshly picked apples and laughed and I can't help but let a little tear out thinking about how GRATEFUL I am that this little old crooked house is ours and that these kids get to grow up here in the same place I did, and that my dad did, and his mom, and her mom, and that my great great grandma & grandpa built ❤
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Four years ago we were so busy we didn’t make it to the pumpkin patch once. We didn’t even get to carve a pumpkin. After that year I vowed never to get so busy with life that we didn’t have time to actually enjoy the experience of life. Living is fun and experiences are important. Today was busy. We are all going to do separate things tonight but at least this year I will be able to say we made it to the pumpkin patch, played in corn mazes, fed goats, played on swings, road in wagons, and made memories!