elly. me. daughter. mother. a bond unlike any other. she is half of my flesh, smarts, and spirit. how is it then that she is so unlike me? like me-but unlike me. likes: wearing skirts, talking all day on the phone, puttering around on the computer, addicted to all boots, in love with handbags-wallets-purses. unlikes: ok not so many i can think of. but the odd part-----i'm in to all things pink and girly-NOW. never before! it took giving birth to my beautiful baby girl to get to that point. how is it then that she has already spanned my 20odd years of existence? does that too pass through the birth canal? no other mother mentioned it? are we born to how we should be-lose our ground and then spend the rest of our life attempting to get back to whence we started? ugh. too deep for a supposed to be two minute blog. i guess our Father just knew exactly what i needed to make me into the woman i need to be. and that was none other than my pink toenailed, tutu wearing, phone touting, pigtailed daughter.
four for fun
it takes every second to compose a life
the start of it all
we were a boy and a girl-each in our own world. the day we met was the end of two seperate lives and the beginning to one new one. hasn't always been easy-but we're counting each year as a success. blessed to be a part of two beautiful girls lives~
Sunday, January 22, 2012
hand in hand-how could it be so perfect?
elly. me. daughter. mother. a bond unlike any other. she is half of my flesh, smarts, and spirit. how is it then that she is so unlike me? like me-but unlike me. likes: wearing skirts, talking all day on the phone, puttering around on the computer, addicted to all boots, in love with handbags-wallets-purses. unlikes: ok not so many i can think of. but the odd part-----i'm in to all things pink and girly-NOW. never before! it took giving birth to my beautiful baby girl to get to that point. how is it then that she has already spanned my 20odd years of existence? does that too pass through the birth canal? no other mother mentioned it? are we born to how we should be-lose our ground and then spend the rest of our life attempting to get back to whence we started? ugh. too deep for a supposed to be two minute blog. i guess our Father just knew exactly what i needed to make me into the woman i need to be. and that was none other than my pink toenailed, tutu wearing, phone touting, pigtailed daughter.
Saturday, January 21, 2012
visit to the punkin patch
fresh start
so.
it had been almost a year since my last blog~and considering they were i'm sure rarely seen much less read i decided to begin anew. i am definitely no expert at blogging-but here's my attempt to achieve at least an iota or two above mediocrity. so how on earth am i to encase the past several years into one blog? maybe i'll start small and see if i have any interest......and go from there.
these three compose my world.
we had a fun day at the ranch one day this past fall down at the ranch-i think the pictures spoke for themselves....
it had been almost a year since my last blog~and considering they were i'm sure rarely seen much less read i decided to begin anew. i am definitely no expert at blogging-but here's my attempt to achieve at least an iota or two above mediocrity. so how on earth am i to encase the past several years into one blog? maybe i'll start small and see if i have any interest......and go from there.
these three compose my world.
sometimes the very best snapshots aren't planned-i still can't remember what we were laughing at in this picture.....
i love him.
we had a fun day at the ranch one day this past fall down at the ranch-i think the pictures spoke for themselves....
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