

A Birthday Letter to the Sweetest Soul I know
Oh my sweet, sweet boy! What a year it's been. It just doesn't seem like a whole year ago we were celebrating at your tractor themed party and it absolutely doesn't seem like 3 years ago you made me a mother. Time has flown by so fast, but somehow, at the same time, three years ago seems like a different life.
This past year was kinda an overload for you. Just 2.5 short weeks after you turned 2, your life changed forever, even though, at the time, you didn't realize it.


Kaleb's 3rd Birthday Party {airplane rides edition}
Warning: tooting lots of horns in this post I can honestly say, I think Kaleb had THE most legit Airplane Birthday Party that's ever been. I won't bore you with a lot of text in this post but I will say a few things about the party. 1. I couldn't have done it alone. My awesome family and friends were a HUGE help so all these shout outs are to y'all. I heart you. A lot. 2. My kid is amazing and seeing him with his friends was so much fun in itself. 3. It's very possible to ac

Tuesday 10
{1} So sucks when your image of someone is ruined with just 1 conversation. {2} Sometimes, when I need to make a Hobby Lobby trip, I go at 7p.m., knowing they close at 8. This allows me minimal time to shop for stuff I don't need. Self discipline my friends. {3} Anyone else feel like they live by the clock during the week? It's like, from the moment you wake up in the morning, you're constantly breaking down the day by minutes. "At 6:16 I need to have my hair and makeup do

Tuesday 10
1. You know what I find odd? Life. It's so weird all of the time.
2. Large Rant:
I'm tired of fake people on social media. You're life isn't really that perfect and we all know it, so stop. Just stop. Maybe read some of my shit on this blog and you'll see that it's okay to be real.
Rant over.
3. I'm still shocked that I can pray so damn hard for something for like, freakin, months, and then I ask once on facebook for the same prayer request and BAM, the next day I'm
Tuesday 10
1. After some fairly persistent shoves, my kid finally discovered he does actually love ChickFila and I couldn't be happier. 2. Why is it that every time I start this hard-core mommy boot camp regarding the sleep training, God says, "oh that's a funny plan, Samantha"? Some type of shenanigans happen every.single.time. This go around we did it 1 night and the next day we were in the hospital getting chest X-ray's because they thought he had walking pneumonia. And then I hear t