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Last weekend we drove down to South Padre Island, Texas. While our trip had been planned for a while, I hadn’t told many people just because I wanted it to feel more like a getaway. Granted no trip with a 3-yo and 2-yo will really feel like a getaway, it was still very nice sitting back on the beach with our only worry being what time we eat.

Beautiful, huh?

The girls had a blast. When we first arrived, we had several hours before our hotel check in. We went straight to the beach {without swimsuits} and this is what happened ::

Completely clothed, the girls jumped right on into the water. They loved having the waves crash over them and digging their little toes into the sand. I’m certain it is a memory that will stay with them for years.

Jonathan’s birthday is tomorrow. While he said he doesn’t want to do anything major, we do have some fun events planned. This morning we’re headed for Marble Falls, Texas to visit the Southern Living Idea Home. While that might not sound as awesome as it is, you should totally check out their virtual tour. Then you’ll understand. Tonight we’re going to see musician David Rameriz perform. It’s a live recording of his next album, so will be doubly good. Saturday I have some neat little surprises for him {did you read that Jonny?}.

Our family still has the entire weekend and Monday with Jonathan at home. It’s been so nice and relaxing just being at the house with no real agenda and extra family time.

What are your Friday Joys?

The last two weeks, I’ve been getting up early to start my day off right. The first day the girls slept till their normal time of 6:30/6:45. Every day since, they woke up within 10 minutes of me. Sigh.

But even with the added company to my wish-it-were-silent mornings, it’s been really good for me to start my morning off early. These early mornings have allowed me to take my time, rather than feeling rushed and overwhelmed. And so I can sit down and leisurely drink my coffee, check my emails and enjoy what the day presents.

What’s your Friday Joy? Do you enjoy early mornings and leisurely sipping your coffee?


Today marks 25 weeks of Baby Boy’s life. Amazing. In just a mere 15{ish} weeks, he will be here in all his infant cuteness.

Baby Boy has been quite active. And perhaps the old wives tale is proving true that boys sit lower, because Baby Boy’s kicks, punches, and moves are all quite a bit lower than his sisters’ ever were. Rarely does he make his way up into my rib cage area {unlike two other little ones I know}.

As each day passes, I get more and more excited about having Baby Boy here with us outside of my womb. He even already has his first outfit {a Nike sweatsuit… just guess who bought that} and the girls and I picked out a cute little touch and feel truck book at our library’s book sale. Before we know it, he’ll be here!

What is your Friday joy? 

This week has been crazy. Tuesday was spent recovering from traveling to DFW and getting the girls back on a real schedule, cause the one they wanted was not working.

Then I had the chance to show a lot of grace to Hannah has she started having more and more potty accidents.

But, even in the challenging parts, Julia started swimming on her own – which was completely awesome.

And I realized, joy doesn’t mean life will be easy, or flawless, or even fun. Joy simply means that there will be a deep love of life that can’t be fully explained or defined. It will be there when your child pees on the living room floor. It will be there when you are battling bad attitudes at 6 am. It will be there when your child swims to you for the very first time. Joy is life. Joy is allowing struggles to mingle with triumph. Joy is knowing that at the end of the day, love is what matters. Not clean floors. Not perfect children. Just love.

What brought you joy this week? 

My house is clean, it’s a three day weekend, I’m snacking on some chocolate chip bread and I’m getting my hair cut and styled {in the middle of the day} while a friend watches the girls.

Need I say more about my Friday Joy?

Well, I will.

We are heading up to DFW on Sunday to spend a little time with the Atwoods. And Monday? Monday I get to finally, in real life, meet Katie {from Hageration}. We both lived in Austin, went to UT and probably crossed paths a dozen times, but never knew each other until the last 1+, when Katie found my blog. Now she’s back in the great state of Texas {amen} to visit family. So I’m crashing her vacation. 😉

Until then, our family is going to be hanging out in Austin, perhaps visiting Volente Beach or just spending extra time at the pool.


What is your Friday Joy? What are your weekend plans?

I’m writing this post at o’too early in the morning because I’m struggling to sleep. It’s been a long week, I’m emotionally and physically exhausted, and yet wide awake. Something is amiss.

In the quiet of the night, I am pouring my heart out to God and coming to the realization about something:

My body does not dictate who I am.

Friends, in some true honesty, I’m going to lay my heart out to you. I’ve realized that perhaps part of my funky state this week has been due to a spike in weight. Sure, sure, I’m pregnant and all that jazz and I know that weight gain, a change in my body, will happen. It’s done it twice, it’ll do it again. But as I round the second half of this pregnancy, I step on that scale and see those numbers, that in my mind are too much to bear, I crumble. Literally, I crumble. It’s a weight, not just physical, but mental and emotional. It’s months of half marathon training wasted. It’s months of calorie counting, sweets-denying, hard working-out wasted. Logically {oh to be logical}, it’s okay. In fact, it’s where I started with both girls and I’m halfway through this time. But, that logical state of mind is too far to be found. In it’s place is that petrified, self-conscious girl who can’t quite make the in crowd because her body just isn’t the same as the pretty girls. And I am left feeling lonely and out of place.

But my body does not dictate who I am.

I am a child of God. I am loved by a King who died for me. I am chosen, hand-picked, created by an amazing Lord who designed me in such a way that brings Him the most glory. I have been given a chance to bring three beautiful creations to life. To grow them, to care for them, to nurture them, to love them, to show them just a glimpse of our awesome Savior.

So, no, my body does not dictate who I am.

He does. His truth. His love. His faithfulness. His goodness. His mercy. His grace. Just Him.

These are my dictators. These are the attributes that dictate, determine, who I am. Not a physical appearance. Not the acceptance of others. Just Him. Just His physical wounds for me. Just His acceptance of me. He is my dictator.

God dictates who I am.

And allowing myself to understand this truth, not just logically, but emotionally in my tired little heart, brings me joy and a rest that is much needed.


What’s your Friday Joy? How’s God revealing Himself to you? 

It’s the little joys in life that add up to a joyous life. Little joys like –

Coming home to this guy after a week+ away:

Finding random pictures of the girls on our computer:

Yes, that is underwear on her head

What are your Friday Joys?

This week has been a fun, crazy, wonderful week. Aside from missing Jonathan something crazy, the girls and I have had a blast being in Tennessee with my family. Here are some highlights:

– Amazing food {that I didn’t cook}

– Spending loads of time with my sweet family

– Eating a Hot Fudge Chocolate Cake from Shoney’s {don’t knock it till you’ve tried it!}

But the best is yet to come….

– My best friend {all the way back from high school!} is getting married this weekend!

So, I’m heading to Chicago {all by myself} to spend the weekend with Carrie and to celebrate her newest, and best, chapter of her life.

What are your Friday Joys?

I’m 16 weeks, and things are trucking right along. I’ve started to feel Baby Three move. Not often, but if I’m really relaxed or just had some coffee {like this morning}, then there’s definitely some action going on.

The belly is growing, that much is true! It’s looking a little less odd to me, and I’m slowly getting over the fact that the scale keeps creeping up {partly because it’s doing it slowly, and partly because I feel like I really have some control this time around}. Though, I am going to Tennessee and Chicago all next week/weekend, so we’ll see how I do around lots of yummy foods. I’m just having to remind myself that weight gain in pregnancy is what I’m going for and stop worrying so much.

What are y’alls Friday joy? Hope you have a fabulous weekend!

After yesterday’s post, I decided that everyone really needed in on the strawberry bread recipe.

Strawberry Bread Yumminess

Strawberry Bread

  • 2 cups fresh strawberries
  • 3 1/8 cups all-purpose flour
  • 2 cups white sugar
  • 1 tablespoon ground cinnamon
  • 1 teaspoon salt
  • 1 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1 1/4 cups vegetable oil {I used coconut oil instead}
  • 4 eggs, beaten
  • 1 1/4 cups chopped pecans {I omitted the pecans}

Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Butter and flour two 9 x 5 inch loaf pans.

Slice strawberries, and place in medium-sized bowl. Sprinkle lightly with sugar, and set aside while preparing bread mixture.

Combine flour, sugar, cinnamon, salt and baking soda in large bowl: mix well. Blend oil and eggs into strawberries. Add strawberry mixture to flour mixture, blending until dry ingredients are just moistened. Stir in pecans. Divide batter into pans.

Bake for 45 to 50 minutes, or until tester inserted comes out clean. Let cool in pans on wire rack for 10 minutes. Turn loaves out, and cool completely.

I personally think you should serve with coffee or warm tea. Even better when consumed in the company of good friends.

A friendly note: Bake the loaves separately. I don’t remember having this problem before, but when I baked them together this last time, one didn’t bake fully on the inside, and took quite a bit longer than the 50 minutes. 

I first started making this recipe back in Spring 2009. I haven’t changed it up, but have experimented with different sugars and flours. All results have been quite yummy {just make sure to get your whole wheat flour ratio correct, or they will be very dense}. Also, try them as muffins. It’s like doubling the yumminess. Not sure why, but it seems so much more decadent in muffin form. Especially the over-sized muffins. *drool*

And to answer Rosann‘s question from yesterday – No, it does not need to be refrigerated.

I got the original recipe {as noted above} from allrecipes.com.

Bon Appetit!

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