This past week was a good week. Not extremely memorable by any means. But a good week. I had a little more patience, I enjoyed the monotony of the every day. I felt fulfilled in my role as mother, wife, employee, and friend. I laughed a lot, and there have been a lot of "did you see that" glances to my husband as we are constantly amazed at all that our son is learning. And tonight as my boys are asleep my heart swells with gratitude!

Some happies to share with you this week:

Sawyer discovered bubble bath. We blow bubbles all the time. He loves them. We have bubbles in the bath all the time. He hasn't really done anything with them. But this week, the light bulb went on and he figured out that bubbles are so much fun to play with in the tub! And so our bath times have been extended from 15 minutes to roughly 30 minutes as my boy cracks himself up with the bubbles. His favorite thing... Put bubbles all over, ask mom to take a picture, and then look at the picture. So funny.





And cowboy boots. We discovered cowboy boots this week. Mom loves them. Sawyer does not. It took me two skittles to get him to wear them, and two skittles to convince him to keep them on. Worth it.






Don't even get me started about his suit. With that suit on, he can get me to do just about anything he says. So Handsome. It's gonna be a good week!

My mother instilled in me the desire to aim high, to never give up on myself, and to keep trying.


I hope I can instill that in my own son.

Aim high, never give up, and keep trying. And remember, remember, I'll always love you.

Date night with my little

Friday night came and found Dixon under the weather, so I asked Sawyer if he would be my date. He was so excited. Dixon pulled him up on his lap and explained that boys are gentlemen and they pay for dinner, he then asked him if he had any money. Sawyer's eyes lit up as he told his dad, "new toy" (aka his cash register with his coins and credit card).

And so we went on a date, just me and my little two year old. When I asked him where he wanted to go on our date, he suggested the pet store and "old McDonalds" for some French fries.

I love watching my son in a pet store. He is so curious about everything and runs from one animal to the next, keeping a close eye on me to make sure I'm seeing what he's seeing. And yes, I see those animals too, but mostly I see the curious two year old that is my son and I miss him. Its like I realize all at once that these moments are just that. Moments. And before I know it he'll be letting go of my hand and for a brief second I already miss him. Isn't it funny how our mama hearts do that?



We opted for Wendy's instead of "Old McDonald's.". I like their half apple pecan chicken salad. We went inside and ate, because it was a date, and my boy was beside himself. To top off the night, during our dinner, an ambulance came and parked right outside our window. My boy was in Heaven. French fries and ambulances, what more could you want?





Oh my sweet boy, how I love dates with you. I hope you are never too old to go on dates with your mama. On our way home he said "fun on date mom." "sawyer's happy, mom" "mama's happy?"

Yes sawyer. Mama is so happy to be your date.

After i brought him home and tucked him in, i went to a park so i could be alone to do some thinking and some soul-searching. Motherhood is the hardest thing I've ever done. I'm so disappointed in myself when I act out of frustration and have a short fuse. Lately I feel like that fuse has gotten shorter and shorter and with it, I am harder and harder on myself. It is by far the most mentally challenging thing I have ever done, trying to remain positive with myself and trust my motherly instincts is exhausting.

But oh how I love it. I love him with everything that I have. Always will.

This date was just what I needed. I think he needed it just as much as I did. Can't wait for our next date!

You know that feeling when your goals are just barely out of reach?
Ya it's been one of those weeks for me.

And literally one of those weeks for Sawyer!

Almost two months have gone by since my last post. I've been in a little bit of a funk. I feel like life is speeding by too quickly and I just don't have enough words to explain how I'm feeling, so instead of attempt to blog, I don't. You know those days where you just need something to inspire you? A new decoration, a trip your looking forward to, or something delicious your wanting to cook? I've been needing something to inspire me. And this Saturday I got just that.

We went to a place called Gilcrease Orchards. Oh my lanta, an orchard in Vegas that's only 7 minutes from my house. Why have I never heard about it before??? We picked fresh carrots, beats, kale, and sugar snap peas. Sawyer drove his cars through the dirt, and my heart has been so happy. I tossed those veggies in some olive oil, sprinkled them with some sea salt and roasted them in the oven for 20 minutes. So good. Like I'm going back on Tuesday when their open again good.














I've been thinking a lot about life lately. How you have a plan and you totally have in your head exactly how you want your life to go... But it doesn't go that way at all. Infact, it goes completely in the opposite direction, and your going "wait this isn't part of the plan." I love that Heavenly Father knows me better than I know myself and that he has a plan for me and my little family.

I'm grateful he doesn't stick to my plan because his is exactly what I need to be better and to stretch myself.

So I'm enjoying the little things. Sawyer saying "bye poops" when he flushes the potty (makes me laugh every time), a cool breeze on a warm spring day, friends that chat like they have all the time in the world to talk to you, a husband who makes the bed just because he knows it makes me happy, a diet coke with extra ice to accompany my park dates with Sawyer, and a great book that keeps me up until 2 am. So grateful these little things are in my life.

So grateful they are my extraordinary moments in the ordinary day.