Happy Birthday to my Hubby! ***remember 9/11/01

This was my facebook post today.  I feel like it pretty much hits right where my heart is on this day each year.

The major thing that sticks in my mind from 9/11/01 was dropping off Carter at day care, he wasn’t even 2 yet and hearing the word terrorist come on the radio. I was like “no way” that wouldn’t happen, it was a mistake. Terrorist wasn’t a common word at the time and we never thought something like this would happen HERE. Since I worked at the Kansas City Business Journal we were very much watching the story unfold. I stood there, 9 months pregnant watching the tv in the newsroom as the towers fell and then as the pentagon was hit…the sky was raining giant airplanes. It was terrifying and I couldn’t fathom how the world would change, what was ahead for all of us but especially my babies, one at daycare and the other in my stomach. Then I felt terrible for my husband…this all happened on his birthday. I know his mom really hated that for him too. So we allowed ourselves to watch a summary of the information then turned off the tv and concentrated on our family. It was a year later when we really let ourselves be affected by this extreme tragedy. We watched the documentaries and weeped. We tabled the grief and worry so we could focus on bringing our daughter into the world. We shielded our son who loved planes, trains and cars too much to introduce the fact that airplanes could crash into buildings and kill thousands of people. We kept our cocoon safe from terrorists and the scary things they make us think about. Carter is now watching a documentary about that day and is fascinated. At almost 15 I think it is time for him to understand the events leading up to that day and what has followed. He will better understand the extreme bravery his Uncle Kyle Brown showed when he enlisted in the Marines and protected us on their soil during three deployments. And he still fights as a Reserve. This is a day to honor all of those people who protect our country, those who have died for our country, the first responders all around the US and the families of those lost but also the families who love those brave men and women. I appreciate and thank you from the bottom of my heart.

9-11-14 and 9-11-01

9-11-14 and 9-11-01 ***borrowed and reposted from tumblr

Kyle and the guys

Kyle and the guys

His first ASK

So my brave big boy thought up a great way to ask a bestie gal pal to homecoming. It’s their first one and he made it a show stopper!!

He had been scheming and trying to keep it all to himself but I encouraged him to let me be his taxi and at least organize the plan. So we ran around between soccer and dance to get the goods.

At the crack of sunshine we picked up Bre his across the street BFF and headed to Starbucks. He asked the Barista to write HOMECOMING? on her Caramel Frapachino. She smiled and told him what a great idea that was.

We headed to the school with her “white girl” drink, bag of twix and *red* roses. On the way to pick flowers he said he didn’t know anything about that but was very definite in wanting only red roses.

So I dropped them off

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And they disappeared inside…and I was left to wait and watch for Bre and friends to post pictures of the big, FIRST ASK…

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Here we go!! In a flash it happens, taking deep breaths and live in every moment.

And they’re off…Freshman, 7th and 3rd

It feels like I was just stressing about the kids being home alone all Summer and poof…they are back in school!  The BIGS seem to be off to a very focused start which is polar opposite of last year when they were both resisting organization.  I think they realized that mom really doesn’t want to be a helicopter and doesn’t have to be if they keep it together on their own.  Hoping for an easy breezy year!

Carter, my big Freshman!

Carter, my big Freshman!

Whitney Jane in 7th

Whitney Jane in 7th

 

 

Big Russell holds down VSE in 3rd

Big Russell holds down VSE in 3rd

They all left at different times starting at 6:30am.  It made for a sleepy day for me and dad.  So far Carter has been doing a great job getting up on his own but has been all “preppy” so I have to iron for him.  He has tried on his own but it takes practice so hopefully he’ll master ironing soon.  Whitney wore a really cute outfit topped off with really tight headbands.  We told her they were too tight and she’d get a headache…she did.  Someday she’ll trust our advice.  Russell was easy breezy, no fussing over an outfit, just pulled something out of his drawer.  The funny thing is they each independently picked out their outfits and they all coordinated.  Too bad I didn’t get my official three together shot that morning with all of the wake up times being staggered.

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Thankfully picframe, #rhonnadesigns app and Instagram give me my scrapbooking fix and allow me to produce a *these 3* picture to satisfy my first day tradition.

We went to dinner to celebrate so I snapped them all together for the side-by-side *look how they’ve grown* pic.

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Wow I could cry, they are so big!  Carter was horrified he was in the same shorts.  I told him he just grows up not out and when you are a grown up you wear the same clothes over and over.

So my photography business is booming!  Yay!  Brides, babies, families and seniors have consumed my creativity outlet!  I love it of course!  It makes me so happy to stare at these darling faces and capture the love they have for each other.  Thankfully I’m surrounded by some really awesome people who are very easy to photograph.  I think opening newly edited pictures is like Christmas morning and am so thankful I get to do that for people.  I AM BLESSED!

Aaron and Christina

Aaron and Christina #instagramfilter

 

And it is a WRAP

We capped off a truly insane sports/dance year with Whitney’s Dance Nationals in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina.  Despite the two day drive there and back it was nice to change up our traditional Branson trip for Nationals.  Our team danced their hearts out and looked so beautiful on stage.  Our Line is just so incredible, I can’t get enough and am so glad I have a video to watch whenever I want to go back and marvel at this team!  This dance has Itty bitties from age 7 to our 18 year old senior, including our sweethearts we have 75 dancers on our team!  Rock Stars!

Our awesome dancers on the beach, lovely ladies!

Our awesome dancers on the beach, lovely ladies!

Carter had fun at the beach and played with the girls.  Who wouldn’t have fun surfing all day?  Man I love this kid!  He’s really growing into an awesome young man.  Headed to high school in just a few weeks!

If you can't beat em join em!

If you can’t beat em join em!

And BIG RUSS celebrated being 8 while we were gone.  We celebrated before, during and after…he’s still hoping for a friend party and we are still trying to find a hole in the calendar for it.

BIG RUSSELL turns 8!

BIG RUSSELL turns 8!

I still have 500 photos to edit from our trip but haven’t had a second to sit.  Here is a fav from my iphone.  I can’t wait to spend time editing these of my favorite girls “the OGs” and two families I took photos of as well.

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The OGs from the Hen House

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My love bugs in Nashville. We had fun exploring as we passed through on our way home.

We got home, went back to work then had an awesome visit with my Aunt Mary and Uncle Harley from Hawaii!  They are such cool, brilliant people!  It was fun talking with them and I think the kids got a kick out of them too.  Aloha Aunt Mary and Uncle Harley!

Then another wonderful week of busy-ness that included celebrating our 19th wedding anniversary at the Royals game then we enjoyed the Justin Timberlake concert!  The tickets were in my stocking Christmas morning so needless to say I was pumped it was finally here!  He was totally awesome of course.  He seemed very appreciative our crowds which packed the place two nights in a row!  Kansas City loves some JT!

Wow 19 years of marriage!  Go Us!

Wow 19 years of marriage! Go Us!

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Whitney and me #selfie

We are also packing in the last days at OOF and WOF and are lucky enough to have some mama friends who will take the kids while we are at work.

Carter and his posse

Carter and his posse’

We find out TODAY what dances Whitney will be in next year!  So excited to hear about all of the songs they picked etc.  It’s going to be an awesome year!

My wild child on the left and poised Taylor on the right. They make each other laugh!

My wild child on the left and poised Taylor on the right. They make each other laugh!

Just Keep Swimming

Most moms I know are chanting this mantra from sweet little Dory.  Gosh what a nutso time of year!

borrowed from a Google Image search

borrowed from a Google Image search

 I mean really…on top of the madness it has been hot and cold and hot and cold.  Allergies are the WORST in forever so everyone feels sick and doesn’t know if they are supposed to take a decongestant or an antihistamine.  I take one and if my throat stops itching I know it was the right one.  Two Sundays in a row either me or the hubs have been in bed after a weekend of baseball.  We are old, we can’t keep up this pace…or so we say then the next Friday comes around.  I am giving a GIANT shout-out to all of my friends, sister wives (dance moms) and others who help us out on a regular basis!  I think they know we have their back too whenever they need it so everyone stays in balance.  I have lucky kids to be parented by a community of great people.  We all love these kids like they are our own and fiercely care for one another.

MY kids are SO ready to be out of school!  I wish I could stop time right now because their interest in school and the safety of their good grades are not at equal levels…staring down falling or soaring rockets.  I challenge them to finish strong.  I feel like there is an overabundance of teaching moments and I just want it to be easy too. TWO WEEKS FROM TOMORROW and they can breathe a sigh of relief.  Then I gasp with the thought of an unsupervised Summer.  It should be interesting.

So I had the great honor of taking my neighbor Emily’s senior pictures.  I have known her since she was SIX!  Her and a teenage boy across the street (sadly he moved away) gave us a glimpse of what life with teenagers would be like and now we are living it with a 14 and 12 year old plus the equalizer, 7 year old.  Day to day it is either a teenage mamba or is it a booty shaking twerk dance?  Depends on the day I suppose.  It feels great and I’m so proud of my kids then the teaching moments remind me that I’m a mom and I have a job to guide them. It can be daunting and I’m always wondering if I’m doing it right.  I have God on my side guiding me every single day and striving for a balance of love and direction.

Enough gushing…here are some favorites of Emily!

What is ahead for this beautiful girl?  She wants to be a nurse.

What is ahead for this beautiful girl? She wants to be a nurse.

Love this spot!  Perfect light!

Love this spot! Perfect light!

How fab is this graffiti?!

How fab is this graffiti?!

 

Senior Session Pricing: $275   3-5  outfit changes and location changes.  Includes a disc with an average of 30+ edited images a set of proofs, 24 wallets, and choice of 8×10 or 2 5×7’s and a full copyright release.  I can assist with ordering more and will provide a price sheet.

Quick and Dirty: $75   One location, one hour and we’ll fit in as many outfits as we can.  Disc with 20-30 edited images, proofsheet and copyright release.

I have a baby being born soon and can’t wait to capture her first moments of life then a dance team to shoot.  Both should be super fun! I am planning some family beachy shoots when we go to Myrtle Beach with our dance team in July.  Should be loads of fun!  I need to keep this up so someday I can buy my dream iMac!  Until then I’ll enjoy the tools I have.

One more thought from my friend Dory:

This is totally me

This is totally me

 

 

Thankful Mom during Holy Week

Another successful weekend of baseball results in our 2nd championship! I can’t help but beam with pride and am just so happy for this team who has grown so much in spirit and strength! I’m also counting my blessings after learning about a shooting that took three lives and a motorcycle wreck that took the life if a friend’s young brother. I feel selfish in my celebrating it know I’ve spent too much time grieving in my life and the opposite is the kind of joy I have in my heart.

During this Holy Week I’m thankful mostly for my faith. Knowing I have a loving God looking over me, my family and friends gives me strength. I’m thankful for everyday I have on this earth and must remember this each day.

Here is a picture I took if our team yesterday as they said their pre-game prayer. The rain had stopped (it rained on and off through two games until it poured), the boys were quietly praying next to a beautiful pear tree in full bloom. My heart hurts for those families grieving today. I pray they will come out of the darkness and into the light sooner than later.

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Upcycling Bella Patina

My little space on the 3rd Floor of Bella Patina in the West Bottoms 12th and Hickory

My little space on the 3rd Floor of Bella Patina in the West Bottoms 12th and Hickory

I am a vendor at Bella Patina in the West Bottoms on 12th and Hickory. We are open First Friday Weekends Friday-Sunday. Look up their Facebook page and follow on Instagram to see sneak peeks of the amazing treasures and art our vendors bring in each month. I’m on the 3rd floor by the register. You’ll know it’s me by the my3moons banner!

We just finished up our first sale of Spring and WOW was it a busy one!  I had a record month and now an empty booth so I’ll be busy finding treasures and making them cool.  My husband will be glad to have my projects in garage out and onto the sales floor.  Every aspect of my little life is firing on all cylinders so I’m going to hang on and enjoy the ride!

Blog re-invented

No more feeling guilty about my poor lonesome blog. I’m now a legit photographer and will be using it as a place for my photography clients to go for information and to see their photos. Isn’t it amazing how a person’s passion leads them to getting paid for what they absolutely love doing? I mean I love my day job…getting people jobs but to now have my hobby (one of them) to be a second job is so AWESOME!

This month I’ve taken pictures at a wedding reception and created two gorgeous canvases for the bride. They totally embody the sweetness of their story. …insert tears here…it is an incredible one that is for sure!  More reveals from photoshoots to come!

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Valentine’s Day Tsunami

Well no to be totally boring but O-M-G it was an insane week.  I wasn’t home until after 9pm every night which isn’t totally unusual but I think I must have been sidelined a bit with Brad’s injury and not on the go as much.  So this week was full of extras…on top of Valentine’s Day prep for Whitney and Russell we had watch week, Ash Wednesday service, final touches for dress rehearsal and the finale was a very fun date night with Brad at the Zach Brown Band concert.

Yes, the Woods went to a country concert!  I texted a friend and said “I feel like I’m on the wrong planet but it is fun and friendly.”  Then the music started and I loved every second of it!  Plus they played our first wedding dance song, Into the Mystic.  Zach Brown even rapped!  So fun!

Whitney wanted to go out with a bang for her last Valentine Card exchange so she designed a mama-made card.  I used some photos from this Summer and some graphics I had from a Heidi Swapp album I made last year…couldn’t find the link online or I’d pass along some props.

Front of Card

Front of Card

Back of card

Back of card

These were printed 3 x 3 and she taped candy to the front.  Pretty cute!

The Dance Team dress rehearsal sent me promptly over the edge on Saturday.   We had an 8am call time and Carter had his last basketball game at the same time.  I dropped her and her gear and rushed off to make his game then back to the studio after a very heartbreaking loss…By the time rehearsal wrapped up at 2pm Whitney and I were balls of moosh.  As soon as we were home we were passed out and napping the second our heads hit the pillow. Thankfully I had nothing on the books Saturday night, I enjoyed a snuggly night with my3moons watching the KU game while Brad watched it live in Lawrence.  I needed that down time and so did my babies.

I’ve been contemplating what I’m giving up for Lent.  I think I decided on chips and dip, fries and sweets.  It will be hard but I need that one extra step toward healthy choices.

 

Are we there yet?

This week was funky.  Just when I think I’ve settled into my role as house master and nurse to my injured hubby I had a complete and total meltdown.  My precious little niece was murdered 4 years ago last Thanksgiving.  It was complete and total devastation that sent my family into a tailspin.  I was lost in a dark hole for a few years and yesterday, on Brooklyn’s birthday I had the opportunity to think about how far I’ve come.  I look at this picture and remember how I felt that day.  It was October 17, 2008.  We caught up to my brother and Brooklyn at my dad and stepmom’s house.  I had tears in my eyes looking at B, I knew her fate, my parents divorced when I was 2 which led to a not so fabulous childhood.  She crawled to me and reached up for me to hold her.  My precious first niece, giving me the awesome title of AUNT!  I only saw her a few times because my brother was stationed at 29 Palms and before their split there wasn’t a lot of opportunity to see them.  This angel baby was only 10 months old when she was taken from us.  Seriously tragic.  BUT, she is in heaven and not in pain or fear or trouble.

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Two days after Brooklyn passed away, a dear angel ascended to heaven right behind her, Stephanie Vest http://www.stephanievest.com.  She was the most amazing example of a Christian, mother and friend a person could ever know.  I was an acquaintance and neighbor but had the good fortune to see her before she left for the Mayo clinic.  I took her cozy pjs, trashy magazines and my favorite meal I make for people who are sick or just had a baby, stuffed shells http://allrecipes.com/recipe/stuffed-shells-iii.  She called and left a message on my answering machine that night saying how much she loved those shells and had to eat them that night and ditch the other meal she had fed the kids.  I think about that every single time I make them and am thankful for the gift of knowing she savored that meal.  It was one of her last because she fought a brutal battle for 14 weeks at the Mayo clinic that certainly didn’t include much real food.  Stephanie left behind a 3 month old baby girl she had prayed so hard for, a pre-school aged son and 2nd grader.  The year between that week and the following exact week the next year was a total blur of darkness.  I was not myself I think I pretty much blacked out.  Thanksgiving 2009 my dad’s heart literally broke in half over losing Brooklyn, we buried him a year to the day of Brooklyn’s funeral…12/5/09.

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This is how I picture them in heaven. Napping, at peace.

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One of the last times I saw him. He was ready.

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Me, dad, my little brother Kyle and my little sister Jessica at my wedding rehearsal dinner.

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Dad, me and Jessica at Kyle and Kasey’s wedding. We were so happy, Russell was an infant, Kyle was home and we were celebrating.

So when I let myself go back and remember that time I see a dedicated path back to my current self, my current life.  It was a battle, it still is a battle, life is something we have to work at.  You can’t just live on autopilot.  You can’t just medicate yourself and not have feelings…that is coming from a former overly medicated person.  It is ok to have meltdowns, seems like I have them weekly now.  It is like when people say to let babies cry a little because it is their body releasing stress and communicating.  Same with grown ups.  Pushing all of that down leads to over-eating, over-drinking, over-spending.  This is the lesson I’ve learned from EXTREME heartache.  I mean the kind where you can’t feel your body attached to your head.  Your heart literally hurts and there is a constant lump in your throat.  That is a gift though.  How could it be?   Well, when you feel exuberance from watching your child dance her heart out or your son make an awesome play or your 1st grader, reading his little heart out…you know how good those moments are and appreciate the heck out of them.

This is why I’m out of that hole, why I love my life, why I thank the Lord everyday for my blessings, for keeping me present and for carrying me in the right direction.

My 3 Moons.

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Christmas 2012

and finally…

This is why I adore Russell’s teacher, BSSD Teacher of the Year, Julie Parker.  I received this email this morning from her.  After an overwhelming week it totally brightened my perspective and also brought tears to my eyes! I love that little man Russell, he is precious!

Dear Mom,
Today I read with Miss Parker. I moved up 4 levels in one month. I am now at a level L. My dad is going to give me a bunch of candy. I am happy.
I love you. Bye. Russell

Doesn’t get better than that people!

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A treasure I found on Pinterest. That sweet little bear is the best, thanks Pooh.