Christmas Cookie Cooking 2017 | Not the Mother I Intended to Be

Even before I became a mother, I had this simple, naive notion that I would be one of those Pinterest  moms. You know the ones. The ones who have their shit together. Their kids always look cute, she always looks put together, and wears a size 4. And somehow manages to nail every single thing she does.

She signs up for bake sales, and church functions, and volunteers with other kids, because being around her own kids just isn't enough.

Yeah.

Since actually becoming a mother, I realize all of the above is bull, and I'm okay with it. I'm still learning the type of parent I want to be, but I know one thing; these boys of mine have fun, and a lot of it. So maybe I am doing something right.

The great cookie cooking of Christmas 2017 presented by the Skelton boys; Henry and Shepherd James.

Merry Christmas all!

Christmas 2016

This Christmas was one for the books! Henry had a vague idea that Ho Ho was coming for a visit, and it was so fun watching him experience Christmas. We are working on the real meaning of Christmas for him, but he's 17 months, so we aren't pushing anything.

Shep was a champ. He just hung out. He got the necessities for Christmas: a new car seat and diapers!

Here's a snippet of our Christmas! 

A New Decade

Over the weekend, I hit a milestone. I turned 30. And I'm not ashamed to admit my age.
All in all, the birthday weekend was just what I wanted. The twin brother and his wife came up and we all had a grand time.

 I always feel sorry for Tay around Valentines Day and my birthday, they are two days apart and that puts a lot of pressure on my dear husband - though I tell him, no worries, a card and a hug is all I need.

But this year was different. My dear sweet husband got me and Drew on stage at Silky's in Memphis and had the dueling piano fellows sing happy birthday to us.

Embarrassing; yet so fun.
I'm 98% sure there is video from this blessed event, but I'll keep it to one photo.

Valentines Day

Happy Valentines to my hubs.

He's pretty great.

Actually, he's awesome. 

And he's all mine.

We exchanged cards this mornings between brushing our teeth and brushing our hair.

He even got me a card from Norman.

Winning.

 

Being a photographer, I take so many photos of others, but have hardly any of us.

These photos from our 4th anniversary will have to suffice.

Happy Valentines Day!