WW: Firetruck Santa

December 20, 2012 By Erika Zane

20 Dec

I don’t really have anything to add, since I think the photos pretty much say it all. The only thing I’ll mention is, our amazing neighbor told us the the firetruck was coming with Santa and candy canes. We love our neighborhood!

Also, as much as I’d love to take credit for these photos, I didn’t take them. I handed Andy the camera and requested that he try to capture Dylan’s perspective and I think he did a great job! Thanks dude!

Yeah, that’s about as crazy as we get with “pet” names 😛

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melanie jean juneau (motherofnine9) says

December 20, 2012 at 2:39 pm

now that is every little boys dream!!!

Hello and welcome. It’s been a while. For Lent this year I decided to fast from the thing that took too much of my attention from what is truly important: Social Media. Though there are countless amazing benefits to Social Media, after about a month offline so far, there are seemingly just as many negatives. I never realized how much of my brain had been hijacked by it. I’ve had so many revelations about how much easier it is to move forward when I’m not constantly reminded of the past. But I still want to record my family as they grow at this ridiculous speed and, I’m realizing, so many of our family’s memories are here. Those along with so many of the struggles and stages we’ve worked through. Maybe in the midst of COVID19 isolation and my kids around me so often, I’m brought back to a time when they were too young for school and with me so often. Writing here during that time helped make up for the limited adult conversation in my days and the overwhelm provided by my… little treasures 😉 My husband, fur babies, three fiesty kids, and I hereby extend an invitation to visit this little sneak peak into our life. We’re super flawed and broken and there aren’t too many dull moments around here. And I promise it’s not always as magical as some of my golden hour, sun-soaked images would suggest. There’s usually too much coffee in my system and we welcome all the prayers. Come on over if you want to process with me.