baby #2 year one

The last of the baby days: Wyatt’s 18 months

September 27, 2013 By Erika Zane

As we welcome the crisp fall air and the foliage begins to grace our days with shades of yellow and…
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He’s ONE!! {Baby Wyatt’s 1st Year – Wordless Wed}

April 16, 2013 By Erika Zane

Okay, so he’s been 1 for almost a month now… What can I say? Life with kids happened. You’d think…
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Only one more left! {Baby Wyatt’s 1st Year – Wordless Wed}

March 5, 2013 By Erika Zane

My baby’s baby-ness slowly slips away each day. It’s both thrilling and sad. I’m about a week late with this…
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Wy Man’s 10 Month Update

January 28, 2013 By Erika Zane

My husband coined his nickname. He’s the mastermind behind most of our playful family names and phrases. He called Wyatt,…
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All I want for Christmas…

December 27, 2012 By Erika Zane

Are my two front teeth. Wait, even my 9 month old can’t say that. Yes, you heard me correctly. Wyatt…
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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.