We are continuously learning. Sometimes tirelessly, relentlessly, in that dragging my feet because I'm not so sure I'm ready kind of way. But that's okay. Learning takes time.

Recently, I'm learning to find inspiration.

That kind of inspiration that finds you huddled up on the couch in front of dateline TV. It draws you near a box of odds and ends, an old leather journal, your favorite cup of tea, a candle lit on the table. You find your soul again. You know deep inside that you never lost it, it was always there. But it resurfaces. And you grab hold and fly.

I'm also learning to look at life a little more half-full. We may not have all that we put into our "picture perfect" mind mentality. There's a lot of curve balls out there. I had a cheer that I did as a kid "Rock, steady, our team is always ready...." I think that's the key. Rock, steady. It's all in how we present ourselves each day. Can you pace yourself? Can this hold on right now? How come we always walk like our feet can't walk fast enough? Maybe the world's not passing us by as fast as we think. Just maybe.

Other things I'm getting inspired by.
The small town of Madison.

Oh my god, if one could fall in love head over heals for a town.

Girl just fell.
I mean, just look at that sweat tea sipping porch.

Such a picture perfect day.

And the kids were such good sports with their mamma pointing, oohing, ahhing and pretty much drooling all over the place.

Yeah, I think I'm going to keep up with this whole inspiration, cup all full mentality.

Rock, steady.

sand in my toes, also known as spring break

This weekend we went to the land of the palm trees.

Also known as the land of the seashells.

And naturally land of the laid back.

Which creates much more time to let the kids dig up the land.

The greatest part of the trip...sitting back and watching. 

Turns out we weren't the only ones that preferred to sit back and watch.

My favorite moment...watching the kids take on the ocean.

Another highlight of the weekend, seeing that spring has definitely sprung.

Yeah, it was a pretty laid back weekend. The fish must have caught on to the idea...so laid back they didn't once bite.

Palm trees...not a bad way to spend a weekend. 

Weekly phone dump:

Have a good week y'all!

Have a joy

Little joys make life not only interesting-just better.

Whether it's listening to your favorite music, taking time to read {insert favorite} magazine, or painting your fingernails the brightest color you can find. Make sure you know your joy. Of course time with your favorite people count. But I believe we also have to find the little things that make us who we are.

Do you watch a certain show? Pin on Pinterest? Sing in the shower? Drink out of a favorite cup? Do cartwheels? Write with a colored pen?

I know as adults, it's easy to press the mute button on all things that aren't bland and grown-up. We do everything we can to not stand out.

But we have to remember inside all of us we are colorful, carefree versions of ourselves. There were days before we had to grow up that we were able to express them. Beige and neutral were not part of our vocabulary.

If we do not let those sides of us come out-if not every now and then-we may lose them. Okay, maybe "lose them" is too strong. Let's just say, out of personal experience, I know that it becomes harder to rekindle them.

Make sure you know what makes you happy. However bright and colorful they are.

Hang on to relationships that bring you joy. Keep things around you that make you joyful. As silly as they may seem. Don't be afraid of being yourself. We aren't meant to be muted.

I'm not saying be drastic or dramatic, but keep things and people away that don't feed that ever important side of you.

Discovering who you are is the greatest gift we have. Don't lose sight of that.



No matter what crayon you color with.

taste the freshness

This weekend we were all about getting outside. The gorgeous weather we've been having is putting me into spring fever. And if it's anything I've learned about living in Kansas my whole life-when Mother Nature smiles at you, you pick yourself up, head outside and smile back!

Saturday Caleb had his first soccer game. We weren't sure how this was going to go. He's never played before, just here and there at recess. Well, boy made us proud. I played soccer for 12 years growing up, and seeing my son play...it made my heart sing.

And he kicked some grass! Boy's got a foot and as a defender, he rarely let anyone past him. Powerhouse Caleb!

And we had the sweetest little cheerleader on the sidelines, "Go Caleb!"

Can this get any cuter?

And we may be at the soccer field for years to come. If these little feet could talk.
I'm totally okay with that.

Aunt Jess came down this weekend for a visit. She's absolutely LOVING her new job. And we're loving the new swag.

Sunday we headed out for a hike at a local state park.

We love getting outside and exploring. Especially when everything around us is shaking off winter, starting to embrace spring. Buds are budding, birds are chirping, and the air is fresh. My favorite time of year.

And nothing like an outdoor day to make Daddy proud.

I love the new life that begins this time of year. New beginnings. A fresh start.

Go out and grab yours.

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"If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome."
-Anne Bradstreet