The other night Ryan and I had to step over and around an impressive array of toys en route to our bathroom allll the way from our bedroom door (😜, it’s about five steps). There were shoes and Shopkins and fake food; books and bows and baby dolls. We looked up at each other when we grasped the breadth of the maze, both thinking the same thing: one day these footprints of our sweet babies’ hearts, pitter-pattered all over our home, will not be. Our girls be women, off and away and oh, how deeply the magic of this time with these angels will be missed. Nobody has to tell us that someday these will be the good ol’ days. We already know they are. ✨ Pic via: just about the 50th time we were at our beach in the last two weeks. Emmy and Ry were there — just off swimming like dolphins in that perfect Pacific. Life is such a beauty.☀️
“We are here in mortality, and the only way to go is through; there isn’t any around!” — Neal A. Maxwell. Might I add that a fab way to go through is on a pair of blades with one of your BFs and your babes running at your feet. ✌️😍 Sometimes I get stuck in the thick of the very thin feeling that since certain circumstances of life can’t change, the vibe around life can’t change. But that’s just not true. An apple’s an apple, but who says you can’t dunk it in carmel and roll it around in cinnamon + sugar?? A walk with your kids is a walk with your kids, till you toss them on scooters, put rollerblades on yourself, and take that walk to the beach. Grateful to be learning/remembering to put some oomph into it — to give my life a good vibe. A really, really good vibe. Your gig is YOUR gig. What a gift! ☀️
✨Sprinkles w/ our fave Auntie Em and our one A-Kamp cousin, Carter Boy (the girls are obsesssed)! Em, Carter, and Uncle Cam were 1/4 rounds of friends + fam that we’ve hosted here in the last 3 weeks. Talk about a non-stop PARTY! 🎉🎉🎉 We had first cousins, middle school friends, law school friends — pals from every corner of our lives! — and no lie, we miss them all. Claire even prayed tonight that “all the people who have been living with us will come back and not leave us again.” Amen to that, sister. 🙏😌 The whole month made me realize that this season of my life is so totally absorbed by my people and what a joy it is — to be living and working for my people! Life is good. ☀️
Fun 4th w/ friends at the beach + the rest of SD, CA, but sheesh, #themorethemerrier!☀️☀️☀️☀️☀️☀️ HBD, America. ❤️💙 We are so, so grateful for this land!
A bake sale, a bake sale! 🍪🍭🍫 I’m such a sucker for these gigs. We threw one last Friday w/ our BFs and it was a sweeeet success. Literally. We had a blast and the kids made $100+ (bake sales are the BEST)! The very best part, though, was seeing the kids’ gratitude the for every single customer that came by, relief when the hard work was over, and thrilled that they had earned their own money. See those life lessons?! The bessst! 👏 I shared a few pics of the party in a blog post, plus tips for making a bake sale successful, like where to set up shop, what to sell, etc. etc. Link in prof for all the spilled (jelly) beans! 😜😘
Ryan just turned to me and read a small part of a case he was just asked to help with at work — a Central American mother was separated from her son in May at the border — she hasn’t spoken to him since and she needs help. She was fleeing her country because of her nation’s vicious gangs, and when she was approached by CNN to be interviewed about her story, she declined for fear of the gangs finding her. She STILL fears them, even now, even here. “You don’t put your child on a boat unless the land is worse than the water” — this dear mother was fighting for her son’s life and look at her fighting still. Even now. Even here. 💔 I’m so, so close to breaking due to what has happened to these precious families. I have read three articles and seen two photos — that’s been enough. It hurts too much. But Ryan and I are engaged in making this one right how we can. Representatives have been called, donations have been placed, and faith is being invested. I haven’t prayed so hard for people I don’t know in a while, pleading with Heavenly Father to send angels to those confused children and their mortified mothers. And I mean angels — unseen yet undeniable arms that will hold these people and bring them the peace that only God can give. I know He will do that for them. And then I know this: Where much is given, much is required. Those of us on this side of the fence have got to step it up. For these people and for life in general. We HAVE to pray for and help these people. And then we HAVE to stop wasting our privileged lives away, sucked into screens, salaries, and styles, so unaware of how easy our lives are. We have it easy for a reason — so that we can be about doing good. We HAVE to start loving our own families more fully. We HAVE to be more grateful for what we have instead of frustrated by what we think we lack. We HAVE to be more available to love and to lift feeble knees. We HAVE to love ourselves so that we’re capable of loving others at all. These moments of social disgust and despair may be okay for one reason and one reason only — to remind those of us who live in peace to stand a little taller and be much, much better. I know we can be. We have to be. ❤️
Our Daddy in the last 24 hours 📸 Loving on his baby, duck-duck-goose on blades, doggy-dog piles, blanket snuggles with his big girls. I love Ryan so much. HE loves US so much. Intense work goes into juggling faith, family, and a profession, and the man does the work because he loves us more than himself. Our squad is so grateful for him. Sooo so grateful for him!! 💛💛💛