Saturday, September 28, 2013


I'll never understand why people don't like fall,
my husband, bless his heart, falls into the catorgory of those who find fall depressing, becauce leaves are dying, and air is cool, and maybe even because the days of not wearing a shirt and bass fishing whenever you please are over for the year.
Cousins, Cole, Austin and the birthday boy, Joaquin
Me? I love fall, I love the air, I get to wear sweaters, and fleece and cute hats.
I love the colors, some of the most beautiful colors god created he saved for fall,
the hues of orange and red and all the yellow? I mean Spring has its beauty, don't get me wrong,
But fall takes the crown... by far!
When fall comes, not only is the season litterally changing, noticably, moreso in Maine. But our own seasons change as well, no more are the beach trips and late night campfires, now is the time for orchards and late night movie nights cuddled with your loves, your house filled with the aroma of fresh baked pies.
Fall really comes at the greatest time, yes summer is over, but fall comes to settle us in for the long and magical winter before us.
It's really a slow and easy sort of transition, and


Tuesday, September 17, 2013


When I think about school, and the fact that my first baby goes there, and rides the bus and has school lunch, I admit I get alittle nervous with thoughts that look like are the kids nice, does he have friends, is he nice, does he eat... and the list goes on for miles until I exhaust myself with the worries and accept that nature will know exactly what to do.

Change is inevitable. I know.. you know.. but when it comes down to it, it is hard, it is scary.

And knowing that this is right, and good is easy to say, but not as easy to live.

I know he is learning so much, and growing as his own person, and I embrace that fact like it's going out of style.

I accept my baby is growing up, I hold on dearly to the memories we've made thus far in his short life, and know that I molded him into the person he is.

That is something to be proud of, and I am very proud to be this boy's mamma, and his first love, and first teacher.

And now is the chapter of homework, new friends and a whole lotta new stuff he learns..

One thing, however that will NEVER change is my love for autumn.

nu-huh, no way no how.
 So I am off to decorate my brand new house with my soft orange tones, and gourds, and leaves.

I will leave you with my most favorite story Austin as learned at school:

Austin got off his bus, and like most days came in for a snack, Dad open his folder to read his teachers note. It  stated  that the class started "groups" at school, and each child is either in the apple, pear or pea group. It said make sure to ask which group your student is in

Keith asked Austin, what group he was in.

Austin replied " what's a group?"


Tuesday, September 3, 2013

New Chapter's

As I sit and write, I realize it's been months since my last post, and between these past few weeks I have taken time off from writing, I have spent time with my family, gone house hunting, bought a house, started a new job in my career study, started my first baby in school, lost a loved one, questioned the universe and all it's matter..
Tonight I am sitting in my new house, with my dog by my side, a tea on the other, my babies sleeping in there own rooms and know, more than ever this is exactly where I am suppose to be.
And this understanding is exactly what I have needed after such a crazy whirlwind summer, that I am a wife, a mother to two littles, a hard worker, a homeowner and a friend, I am all these things, at the exact time I'm suppose to be.
You could say being a grown-up, and parent is like being a juggler, you see others do it with ease, and think to yourself that you wish you could be as smooth, BUT know,  that we all have our shining moments, our niches of perfection where we really do shine.
This summer was amazing, even with the sorrow, I see the bigger picture, I choose not to see the negative. I choose to be posititve, I have two children to raise, and I look forward to doing it in our new home.
We spent 18 plus hours working to make this home our own, and we are finally in. This is night three of staying here.
It. feels so right, we belong here.

Here's to another chapter in our life together