Day 4,524

The Friends Come to Play

SUCH a fun day with our beloved Calabreses!

We are so thankful to the Lord for bringing them into our church, home, and lives. 

Day 4,487

The Best Days Are Outside

Hike day with our friends!!!

Day 4,480

The Palm Beach Gardens Morning with Our Twomblys

Story time at our library✅

Costco trip with 7 kids✅

And obviously, dress up was the cherry on top!✅

Psssssst: I see you, pretty GRASS!!!

Day 4,479

The Day the Bees Came

WE HAVE BEES ON OUR PROPERTY!!!

FINALLY!!!!

We officially have our agriculture classification and are so thankful!

Time to move forward with the Barn!

AND WE HAVE GRASS AT HOME NOW TOO!

Woooooooooo!

Day 4,472

The Backyard is FINALLY Prepped!!!

Chinese Wedelia weeds: BE GONE!

Hallelujah!

Little baby squirrels, DON'T BE GONE! Come and play at the Property!

Day 4,466

The Yard Work Turned Bug Work

Why work when you can play? Right? 

More like: why work when Mom and Taylor are doing it anyways? Plus, bugs are way more fun to collect.

Day 4,465

The Hard Yard Workers

It's time: Mama is working out again and these little chiclets and Taylor are my new gym-partnering-accountibilty partners! 

Let's see: we decided our timeline needed a little color after some inspiration from the Twombly timeline.

We decided it was finally time to tear up the rest of the invasive Chinese Wedelia from the backyard and plant actual grass.

Turns out having four tiny helpers (and one big one--thanks Tay!) is exactly what you need for a well-oiled weed-tearing-up machine.

Hasn't felt so good laying down in a loooooong time.

Mama's almost as tired as the ol pups.

Day 2,166

The Rough Start Didn't Stay that Way

When the whole house is sleeping and your two year old decides to wake Mama up too early, an entire pot of red raspberry leaf tea in her new tea set from Nana is the remedy to at least preserve the quiet. 

Yesterday was off to a rough start. I was hoping this would be the climax. 

Turns out, spilled coffee was in fact, NOT the climax. The snake in the pool was a sure runner up, but neither came close to the clogged toilet we endured that had poop coming out of the sink. Guys. Where's my white flag? 

Nevermind! Found it!

Once the dust settled (maybe poop water is more accurate) we enjoyed a monumental day in the pool. 

Ooooooh baby. Our pool time was as perfect as this little face. Bearett floated, touched the bottom, climbed the walls, AND started to learn how to swim. 

Amelia literally swam laps BY HERSELF the width of the pool. 

"Mom! Watch this! I love to swim!!" And splash! She jumped in and swam to the other side. Again. And again. And again. I couldn't believe my eyes. My two year old can swim better than me. So many fears lessened yesterday. I'm almost confident that if she were to suddenly fall in alone with nobody around, she'd know what to do. That's my hope at least. I pray we don't ever have to find out, but that IS the reason she got the lessons in the first place. So proud of my little Fish.