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Party till the cops come!

February 20, 2017

My sweet Beckham turned 3 this weekend and we celebrated BIG! He has been asking for a “police car birthday” for months now so I had to oblige. I love me a good themed party, it’s like one happy creative outlet for me that I really look forward to. We are so thankful to have friends in “high places” here in Abilene (aka friends who are police officers who are willing to take their time off to be a celebrity for a bunch of 3 year olds and literally make their day).

I tried my hand at a petal cake and I’m really happy with how it turned out and the middle layer was blue. And what would a police birthday be without donuts?

Cookies by Carrie (@cookiemomstercarrie on Instagram)

Months ago I made a free printable to cut out and decorate. We pass them out to law enforcement when we see them out in public to say Thank you.

I hope this is the ONLY time you get pulled over.

shirt from Etsy.

I’m so thankful for this precious little boy.

Fourth of July Festivities

July 4, 2016

life with three

June 22, 2016

Having three kids, three and under can sound extremely daunting to many people. I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve been told “You’re busy” when I tell people the spread of my children’s ages. And yes, we are busy, but who isn’t these days. Everyone is “busy” whether it’s with kids, or work, or just life in general.

Life with three littles is mostly fast paced, with small moments of downtime when they get stuck for a few minutes on a toy or show, and many moments of frustration as we attempt to direct them thru, deciphering between right and wrong – but I challenge that it would be that way in any house with a 2 or 3 year old {we just happen to have both}. Since bringing baby home, we’ve had our fair share of acting out. The screaming and crying {not by the baby} make me want to pull my hair out. Decor has been ripped off the wall, a paste of baby powder and lotion has been smeared all over the room and into the carpet, and a certain 3 year old somehow managed to find a bottle of tylenol and tried to medicate his 2 year old brother. I’ve said “no” or “stop _________ (insert something ridiculous you never thought you’d say)” more times than I can even think of, but thankfully, we’re all living and well, my sanity is the only thing up in the air on that.

Many people say they don’t even know how I’m out of the house when they see us out, because they can’t fathom how to go anywhere with three. My only answer is “you just do it.” Like with anything else in life, you do what you can with what you have and you’re so deep into what you’re doing, you don’t even really think about the how, you just do.

One of the things I’ve come to realize in parenting is your two greatest assets is your ability to remember what things are in the vicinity of where your children are playing, if they’re not within direct eyesight; combined with the knowledge of what all those things sound like when they’re being moved or played with. Example: one morning I was getting dressed while the boys were sitting in their chairs eating breakfast, I heard a familiar sound and knew immediately it was the sound of the spoon rest on the counter out of reach from the boys’ chairs. So I knew one of them had to be out of their chair, on the counter. In the time I’ve been writing this, I had to stop because I heard an unfamiliar sound coming from the play room. It was a pen.

There are moments when I just need a break and I’m thankful for a husband that realizes that and offers me moments to get away, even if they’re after bedtime. Sometimes a girl just needs to spend an hour doing nothing and everything at the same time.

Is my house clean? no. Am I always the best parent? no. Do I make mistakes, or raise my voice? of course. But I am immensely thankful for the three little lives I’ve been entrusted with day-in and day-out. Life with three is all of the things you can imagine, but above all else, it’s filled with so much love for three little souls.

Lazy Sunday

April 3, 2016

The boys and I headed to church this morning and came home to dad cooking us lunch. He’d been gone drilling for the last few days and we were all happy to see him {and the kitchen he cleaned ;)}. The boys played around outside until nap time so I grabbed a few pictures of their typical exploring. We are so thankful for the beautiful weather this weekend.

Our potty training journey has been nothing short of making me want to pull my hair out and just put him in diapers until he’s 15. Boys. I guess they just need a buddy.