Friday, April 7, 2017

Harper Grace

I love how that wild patch of hair in the center of the back of your head. I love how you say, “mama, where are you?” when I walk out of the room. I love how you hug my neck and say, “I missed you, mama, all day!” even if I’ve been with you all day. I love the look on your face when you see someone you love. I love your freckle and how you say, “bye-bye freckle!” when I put socks on you at night. I love how when we get to the end of a book, you’ll say, “the eeeeend… again!” I love how you know when adults are praying and you bow your little head and fold your little hands. You never close your eyes, though. I love how you run full speed through the house and jump on the love seat. I love how you thank God for "strawberries in the refrigerator." I love how excited you get when I get to your classroom to pick you up in the afternoons. I love how you always steal my sweet tea. I love how you love pickles and “pinkles”. I love that you know when I’m upset. I love how you hold Baby in the crook of your left arm. I love how you say “milk”. I love how attentive and inquisitive you are. I love brushing your curls. I love the warm honey color of your hair. I love the little gap between your front teeth. I love how you run everywhere you go. I love you most in bubbles in the spring and summer. I love the backwards J-shaped vein in your hand. I love your half-in, half-out button. I love hearing your little feet walk across the hard floors in our home. I love watching you play so well by yourself. I love how you skip. I love that you love your kitties and want so bad for them to come near you. I love watching you shiver when you see a lady bug. I love hearing you say, “I yate yady bugs!” I love how you aren’t scared of anything. I love your grin. I love that you love the outside. I love how you still look like such a baby when you sleep. I love how you remember everything. I love how you sing all the time. I love how everyone loves you and you make friends wherever you go. I love your eyes and how they are every shade of blue. I love how you tell your daddy and I “bye” and “I love you” and blow kisses when we put you in bed at night. I love how you know what a Bible looks like. I love how you say, “oh, thank you!” I love how you play with your little pinky and wrap everything around it. I love how you want to do my makeup for me. And when I let you (on Saturdays, with no where to go) you say, "so pretty." I love that God trusted me with you. I love that you're my real-life baby doll, that sometimes has a sassy attitude. You're my sweet Harper, and I still can't believe that you're mine.

Thursday, April 6, 2017


Wow. My life has changed in so many ways since I last logged into this blog. It was a little comical for me looking back at the things I used to write about on here... not that there is anything wrong with those things, but I feel like I'm a totally different person now than I was then. I guess that is the goal, right? I mean, just look at the pictures I have on the right side of the page. Sooo many things have changed!

Since my last blog post in December of 2012, we've added another member to the family (She is TWO now), I have gotten a really good job and quit it to stay home with said baby, we've become members of a new wonderful church, bought a house and moved back to many significant, great things.

While I haven't been so great at keeping this blog up (ahem. 5 years), I really would like to try harder to update it regularly. Simply because, mommy brain is real and I want to be able to look back at this time in our lives. So. We will see.

But for now, here is my beautiful daughter, Harper.

Harper Grace

I love how that wild patch of hair in the center of the back of your head. I love how you say, “mama, where are you?” when I walk out of th...