Friday || 4.6.18


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The past week has held many days like this: rain and clouds, rain and clouds. I know I express an unpopular opinion amongst many of my friends and family members when I say that I don't mind it one little bit. Now, I will say, having a pup and a 6 year old does make me relieved to see the sun after multiple days of rain, but I can't help it, I just loo-oo-oove the cozy of rain. My kindred spirit, Rachel, and I met up at a coffee shop last Friday and we were laughing about how we were just keeping quiet when the people around us were bemoaning the rain. We just rejoiced in spirit in our little rain-loving club.

I think one of the reasons I love the rain is that it forces you to slow down, to some extent or another, and we all need a reminder to do that sometimes, don't you think? And I love when a reminder like that comes before a weekend. Sometimes on weekends we turn into maniac tasks monsters, determined to accomplish ALL the things and see some major lines dashed across our written to-do lists. And while that isn't always a bad thing, I think it's best to have it as the more "occasional" rather than the "regular". Our weekends need to carry rest with them, to bring refreshment into our souls and bodies, and to allow us to simply be. The Lord uses all sorts of things to gently prod our hearts to be reminded of our need to rest. I've no doubt sometimes that reminder comes through rain.

On to the 

F A V O R I T E S


I love shopping for baby boy clothes. Oh my goodness, it's fun! I have three beautiful nephews so I've had a taste over the years with shopping for them and so it made me all the more eager when we found out we had our little Jack on the way! There are, of course, the occasional splurges with  something extra sweet or special for him, but for the most part I've found wonderful deals through Old Navy, H&M, and Target's Cat & Jack line, to name a few. And with how fast he grows (oh my heart) it's hard for me to justify spending a great deal on clothes for this season. Pieces like this avocado onesie from Old Navy, this shirt and shorts suspenders adorableness from H&M, and this perfect for Easter bunny romper from Target we bought him are just a taste of the delights! And then when you find out that The Honest Co. is now making Texas Rangers and Boston Red Sox diapers!? Oh. My. Gracious. Fun, you guys. All the fun!

If you don't listen to the Risen Motherhood Podcast, you need to start. I love these gals. They are so real, down-to-earth, and exude such a love for the gospel! They recently did a series on education and I thought it was fabulous. Above all, they just encourage the freedom that we have in Christ to choose whatever method of schooling is best for our individual families. When it comes to a subject that so often brings debate because we feel like we have to prove ourselves or defend our decision --- oftentimes when no one is even questioning us -- I was so thankful for these refreshing conversations on it!

In a need to eliminate that conversations of, "what is that really great dish we made that time that we both loved?" #thisiswhatparenthooddoestoyou J and I have realized that we need to have a better way to organize our favorite recipes. I've never kept a recipe box, but I have these lovely Rifle Paper Co recipe cards a sweet friend gave me forever ago. So, it only seems logical that I would look into purchasing a Rifle Paper Co recipe box and I've fallen in love with this Herb Garden design. And her categories are spot on, which is necessity.

Today, my sweet girl is going to have her first salon haircut. Oh, it's a BIG day. With all her sensory struggles the idea of going to a place to have her haircut was not an option up until now -- the thought of it terrified her. So, this is a big deal and it is such a sweet testament to how she's grown the past year and just leaves us so grateful for the many many ways we see the Lord working in her. We are so heart-exploding proud of her!! I'm planning on ordering a couple new bows for her new look from this favorite bow shop of mine: Fourth + Pierce. These are darling, well-made leather bows and I adore the simplicity of them. A few I'm eyeing: the Brie, the Zoe, and the Dee. These also make lovely gifts for baby girls -- it's been such fun sharing them with my precious niece and other sweet friends.

My dear sister made this sheet cake from Half Bake Harvest for Easter last Sunday and, oh my gracious, it was good. This one is going in our favorites recipe box for sure. Meg (my sis) made the icing with semi-sweet chocolate because that's what she had and I think I'm going to stick with that in future (I'm not usually a milk chocolate person). Or maybe I'll try dark chocolate one day because that is my favorite favorite forever. 

Ruth Chou Simons, the lovely lady behind the Gracelaced book and blog, just released a new book, Garden of Truth, this week and I am so excited about it. Anything I've read of hers, whether in her Gracelaced book, her blog, or her Instagram, always spurs me on to know and treasure my Savior and His words all the more. I have gifted the Gracelaced book to several dear friends of mine and I've no doubt I will do the same with her new one (I've actually already done it once). To pair the living and active truths of Scripture with absolutely stunning artwork is just such a piece of worship. I'm so grateful for treasures like this to enjoy!

Any favorite things this week you'd like to share, lovely ones?? I hope that your weekend is full of goodness! Happy Friday!

in my kitchen || journal #1


"Cooking well doesn't mean cooking fancy." 

Julia Child

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Such good words. Wasn't she just a wealth of culinary wisdom? I think I should frame this for my kitchen. It's a good reminder for me, for what I want the heartbeat of our kitchen to be. I want to cook well; to learn and love the art of it, to stretch myself, to know my ingredients, to get comfortable creating on my own, to make good food, whether it's scrambled eggs, a simple salad, or a charcuterie board.

A part of this comes from the atmosphere we create in our kitchen, I think. I want to bring people into my kitchen, to let my kids make messes -- heck, to let myself make a mess, to be brave with flavors and attempt new things like homemade pasta. I want our kitchen to be a place where people desire to be, to nurture that atmosphere of good food and great conversations. I want to do things well, just as Julia said. 

This kitchen journal is my desire to document not just the new recipes we try and love, but much more than that, the scenery that's going on behind those recipes. I want to document what we were doing, what was the atmosphere in our home, who was present, what was my heart feeling, what did I notice in that moment on that day in this sweet sacred space: our kitchen.


On this particular evening, I was craving some alone time. The afternoon had held a very fussy baby, a sad Anna Kate who had spilled hot chocolate on our off-white carpet (the day we finally get to rip that carpet out will be one met with much rejoicing), and a needy puppy annoyingly begging for her dinner. I was feeling a bit frayed.

Enter some evening sunshine and that superhero man I'm married to. Once I got the babe asleep, he took the fur-child and our big kid out for a walk in the brisk February air and said, "enjoy yourself, love." A calm fell over the house. I'm learning in those first moments of calm to just be quiet for a minutes, to reset my heart a bit, to ask the Lord to help me make the most of the time and bed ready to meet my people well when they walk back in the door. 

With Sinatra and a glass of moscato as my companions, I set to making dinner. Greek Chicken Souvlaki and Potatoes from Half Baked Harvest were on the menu that night. It was chopping, tossing, and sneaking bites of feta and kalamata olives as the evening light poured through the window. The pan went in the oven (this recipe is delightfully simple), the rice cooked up, and I set the table, swaying to "the way you look tonight" as I laid the plates and forks on the table.

J and AK walked in at just the right time, red-cheeked from the chill and ready to settle into a warm dinner. The meal itself was a winner, but more than that, it was conversation around the table, hearing about the walking adventure, a peacefully sleeping babe, and the faces of the ones I love most. It was a real evening of "us", marked by the still very new adjustment to life with 2 little ones, a reminder of where I must always draw my strength, and a sweet husband handing me a bit of time.

The Lord is so good to meet us in our imperfect ordinary. He doesn't waste a thing.