Mom. Writer. Speaker.
I love to talk. To ask questions. To find good answers. To read and write it out until it makes sense.
I like to lose myself in the words because it is then that I often find myself.
But some days, I want — no need — to be quiet. Some days, I just want to watch them.
No words. Just love.
And I usually find myself there too.
Making it Work…
Shirt and vest: Baby Gap, niece hand-me-downs
Skirt: Old Navy, niece hand-me-down
Loving…
Her eyelashes
Shoes on her feet
Not quite loving…
The, um, strong personality that has surfaced over the last two weeks. (Still hoping it’s the teeth.)
Thankfully, “ilk!!!” seems to make a lot of things bearable for Little Miss, including an annoying Mama desperately trying to get a full-length shot of her outfit. 
Happy Friday everyone!
Making it Work
Blazer: Gap, Emma hand-me-down
Shirt: Tea Collection, Kendall hand-me-down
Jeans: Old Navy, friend hand-me-down
Shoes: Pediped, Emma hand-me-down
Bow: Adornemegirl
Kendall and I had a date with my camera yesterday, and I had every intention of getting some great good shots of her in my favorite dress for Small Style. But as with all things Kendall, she ended up being a goofball, and I couldn’t get a good full-length shot of her. But boy did I get some close-ups, and I am in love with every one of them.
Just to be clear, when I say I am in love with them, I am not talking about the photography. I am talking purely about the subject matter. I realize I am looking at these through a Mommy Lens, but seriously, this girl is just too darn cute. I could have posted about 20 pictures, but I did my best to edit it down to my very favorites. All of them give you a glimpse of the many things I love about my Middle. She is a ham, but she also has a very tender heart.
Here are some of the many faces of Kendall:
The Face we call trouble 
The ever-famous “Sharpay Face”
The Face that melts Jeff’s heart
The Face that makes me giggle
The face that melts my heart
The face that makes me wonder where my baby went 
The face that speaks for itself 
The face that I will always remember
Oh yeah, and the dress…
So I know I’m a day late linking up with Small Style at Mama Loves Papa, but I promised hot pink casts, so here they are in all their neon glory!
Seriously, you would never know that she even had them on. Girl is making her way across the room and getting into all sorts of trouble. And we are loving every minute.
The other day Brooklyn was getting some blood work done and while we were in the waiting room, a kind woman asked about her casts. I briefly explained why Brooklyn had surgery, and she says to me with tears in her eyes, “Doesn’t it just break your heart?”
I knew she was referring to seeing Brooklyn in her casts, and you know what? It doesn’t. She is just so happy and is clearly handling it all just fine, so why would I waste my time being sad about it when I could spend that time enjoying my baby. Seeing her strength gives me strength. If anything, I am in awe of how awesome she is, which not only makes me proud, it gives me joy. Not the superficial “high on life” kind of joy, but real joy. Joy that brings peace, acceptance.
It is well, my friends. It is well.
