the birthday gift of LOVE. Happy Birthday Scotty.

3 years ago I got to hold a brand new baby boy that couldn't wait to be born. I had planned for him to have a different first name, a different middle name and I had planned to have an epidural. ...God had a different plan.
My super screamer, train adoring, cupcake lovin', Toy Story watchin', biggest heart in the whole world 3 year old takes over MY world every morning with little arms wrapped tightly around my neck and with a hundred thousand million kisses.... which makes my world pretty sweet to live in.

Scotty's stache' - thanks to Aunt Laura we all had a lot of fun with this silly stache'!


when I sing happy birthday to my kids I fight back tears. I fight them back as hard as I can. Looking at their face lit up by those candles, knowing they are growing right before my very eyes becomes very real when I sing HAPPY BIRTHDAY.


seee.. told you we had fun with the stache'!


God had blessed us so much just in having each other.


It was cold outside but so warm inside. Kids, yelling, screaming, not sharing, laughing, dishes clinking, footsteps running upstairs, crowded kitchen. I couldn't have dreamt up of a life so full of love. This is only God's work.


We enjoy birthdays, holidays and ordinary days are extrodinary because of each other. Hand painted ornaments, from Aunt Laura, every year, show love and tradition. I can't tell you how overwhelmingly awesome it is to sit and basque in love and watch it happen all around you.


We are love. ... and I am so happy I am apart of a family that oozes love and busts from the seams with love... I love that we are harvesters of love.