Portrait Project 16/52




Eleanor Mae

April 20

Baby’s first Easter!  Uncle Bucky and Aunt Kayla gave us her very first Easter basket, and Nana gifted us with a basket full of bows!  We celebrated the resurrection of Jesus with our church family, dinner around my momma’s table, and a fire pit in the backyard.  It was the sweetest day (and she is wearing my baby dress)!


Portrait Project 15/52


Eleanor Mae

April 13

She loves the sunshine.  We played with mason jars on our picnic blanket the other day, got dirt underneath our fingernails, walked barefoot in the street, danced in the living room.  She plays so hard, laughs so big, and sleeps so soundly come evening.

dear baby blue eyes

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Dear baby blue eyes,

You have a lot of hair, you.  There are endless possibilities.  Look at all the options!

I like that it isn’t a tame thing, this hair of yours.  Right at this moment, it is flipping both directions at the same time, which is amazing and so much fun!

You hate bows.

I take that back.  You love bows.  Just not in your hair… but most definitely they are the best thing to chew on.

Speaking of that… chewing!  You l o v e chewing and licking everything.  Everything = fingers, toes, glasses (the spectacles and the cups),  your paci, the floor, the walls, the doors, the windows, the bathtub, the shampoo, my hairbrush (favorite!), electrical outlets, iPhone chords, toilets, toilet paper (second favorite!), toilet scrub brushes, toilet trashcans, diapers, diaper cream, puppies, wine bottles, toys, games, game pieces, daddy’s guitar, daddy’s amplifier, daddy’s bag, the things in daddy’s bag, the computer, hangers, shoes, especially flip flop shoes, sand, dirt, cardboard, plastic, metal, small things, big things, all the things, all the food, all the not food, all the things, everything, all the time.  You are exploring with your taste buds.

You have the cutest personality.  If you are not crying, you are smiling!  And sometimes you do both back and forth at the same time.  You have dimples in either case, so it gets a little confusing for strangers.

You are so busy.  People sometimes think you are totally chill, but actually you are totally an explorer.  You’d rather be in mamas marsupial pouch than anywhere else.  But outside of the pouch, the world is yours.

Adventure baby.

Always moving.  Always discovering.  Always so much to do and see.

You love the bathtub.  Every day mama takes a bath so that she can see and hear you play with your toys.  Every day you don’t play with your toys and try to get in the bathtub instead.  I wash my hair one handed and keep you out of the bathtub other handed.  Then I throw all the rules out and let you stand beside the tub and splash with your clothes on.  This creates a mess all around, but it’s totally worth it, water baby of mine.

I love you so much.

It aches in all my deepest and simplest places.  You are so loved!  You are and will forever be loved.  I am so excited to teach you about all the big love there is for you.

Also, stop growing so fast.  You turn ONE in 3.5 months.  This is all happening too fast for me.

I love you.  I’m gonna keep on telling you how much.

I love you SO much.

so much.

baby blue eyes of mine.


Portrait Project 13/52 and Charleston, SC



Elenor Mae

March 28

Sweet daddy feeding her cheese and crackers on her first trip to the ocean.  It was a sweet, rainy day in Charleston.  Just the 3 of us.  She loved the sand, and she loved the rain.

After a hard 10 days away from each other and a missed anniversary, we took a trip to Charleston.  It was sweet girl’s first time seeing the ocean, playing in the sand, tasting seashells.  It was really beautiful for us.  We had the beach to ourselves, mostly. We drank wine in plastic cups, tasted praline samples, visited the best spice store, and ate chocolate cake in the rain.  Some of our closest friends recommended Taco Boy for dinner.  They know us so well.  It was like we walked right into Austin, TX, with the twinkle lights and mix matched chandeliers.  Guacamole to die for.  Sangria.  Chorizo and potato tacos.  Refreshing in every way.  Happy in every way.









My baby didn’t like that the water was so cold.  She loves the bath, so I foresee a little fishy come warmer days.IMG_2035

IMG_2043A big thank you to the kind stranger that took this family picture.

Charleston, Adam, Eleanor- you three have my heart.


grandmothers, legacies, and lent

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grandmother’s pillow in Eleanor’s nursery

I spent the last two weeks in small town South Carolina caring for my husband’s grandmother as she spent her last days on earth.  Seeing the human condition, the hurt and the joys all intertwined, exhaustion and night watches, not knowing where her spirit lies and the singing of hymns at her bedside- it was so painful and beautiful all at once.

There was a lot of uneasiness that I felt going in.  Physically, taking care of a person at the end of their life is similar to taking care of a newborn in that they can’t do anything for themselves.  I was so unprepared.  My conversations with God were the most brutally honest ones I have ever had.  To be there was a gift, as it turns out.

I watched her die.  My life changed.  She was 91.

A lot of things are changing in our family because of grandmother.  For the good, we are doing things very differently for our children.  We want Eleanor and our future babies to grow up in a home that knows Jesus, that chases dreams, that is wise and full of learning.  We want to not waste time but to enjoy it.  We want to explore and create.  We want to live with grace abounding and love overflowing and honesty welcome and fear nowhere to be found.  And we went to leave legacies.  Physical ones and ones that can’t be touched with our hands.

As they lay her in the ground, both Adam and I were thinking on Ash Wednesday.  “Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return.”  Very literally have I seen this.  A passing world.  Passing bodies.

And yet God gives us this, Psalm 103.

“Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits, who redeems your life from the pit, who crowns you with steadfast love and mercy.”

He redeems.  I want to teach my children that redemption, in all the ways.

Changing things around here.

In other news, today I discovered the glorious that is coconut cream from Trader Joes.  Hallelujah.

Coconut Cream Milkshake

1 ripe banana

2 heaping scoops of coconut cream (eat the rest straight out of the can)

2 tablespoons of cocoa powder

1 cup of your choice of milk

5 ice cubes

Blend until smooth, and treat yourself to a healthy dose of something that tastes like ice-cream.



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