I love watching Breakfast at Tiffany's. To me, it's the perfect New Year's movie.

I won't take on the challenge of doing a movie review. I'll say that it's a fun and girly move about "faking it till you make it" into a the lifestyle you want!

It made me laugh and pull out my make-up. I think that if  Audrey Hepburn's character had been a real person, and in this day-and-age, she'd have her own YouTube channel and about a zillion subscribers.

Halfway into the movie, it's revealed that Holly Golightly is not quite who she appears to be. Her real name is Lula Mae and she is from Tulip, TX. Anyway, she is just trying to make a new life for herself!

Isn't that the essence of New Year's Resolutions? Picking at what we wish was different about our life and kicking it to the curb. Nielsen took a poll last year of the top resolutions. At the top of the list were health goals. People want to feel better. A bit below those were financial and organizational dreams; scattered through the poll were relationship and entertainment goals.Hilariously enough, there was even a noticeable percentage who intentionally refused to make resolutions. The common thread in it all? New Years. New Years feels like a tangible 'do over' date with a clean slate!

Neilsen's New Year's Resolutions Poll
Neilsen's New Year's Resolutions Poll (2015)
It is no secret that millions of these goals are made in vain every year. Maybe a goal for the sake of the New Year being NEW just isn't a genuine motivator in itself.

Real and lasting change has to come from something more than a just fresh calendar. I'm sure we could get super deep with this, but I won't.

I'll sum it up in this: if you're wanting your resolution to last, be picky with what you pick and make it something that's real to you.

Don't be afraid to go big. 

Pick something that will keep you going and bring you joy.

Be your own version of Holly Golightly and grab the life you want.

If all your other resolutions are short lived, kindness and caring never go out of style and they go further than you'll imagine. Nobody knew that better than Audrey Hepburn herself.

Happy New Year!











I thought I'd take a picture of my wall today. Right now, I have this verse {1 Corinthians 15:58} written in big, bright "look-at-me!!" colors and hanging in our kitchen. 

Every so often, the only nice word I can think of to describe my days is "flustering". Yes, that's the word I chose; it seems most accurate. I find myself just falling short, and losing a Godly perspective on things often.
   
Thank you, Baby Blues!
I'm a wife and a mom. Messes and chaos are a part of life. I'll clean, only to find Little Bit dumping something out onto the floor like she's a two year old. (She is a two year old!) The dishes pile up and wait for me in the sink. And I can't find my toothbrush. That's life. Sometimes though it can feel so unending, and my efforts fruitless and futile.

I usually {always.} find that I adopt the worst attitude and get quickly overwhelmed and flustered when I have put my priorities in a blender and hit puree.  

How quickly I forget that what I'm doing here in my home, as a wife and mom, has more value than the immediate. My family and our home were gifted to me by God - and what a blessing they are! My taking care of my family is my act of obedience to the Lord; I'm ultimately working for Him. And, thank God, He says it's not in vain!! If I'm only mopping my floor for the sake of it being shiny, I'll gladly throw the mop away now because I know someone will walk on it before it's dried!

It comes as no shock to me that when I'm not in the bible, and dependent on God to smother me in His grace and mercies daily, that my world turns into complete bedlam. {In the end, it's okay.} It's usually not nearly the chaotic household apocalypse that I think it is once I get a grip, have some coffee, read my bible, and regroup. I wipe up the floor, often with a little girl's help. I find my toothbrush, usually in Elmo's mouth, and I play never-ending hide-and-seek with a crazy munchkin. Smothered in grace and mercy... it's not a bad thing!




I had just gotten off the phone with my brother when I hear Pirate coming up the stairs, "arrrrgh!!!" 

"What's wrong, baby?" I get up and I see that she is holding her plastic cup FULL of milk, she spilled a little bit on the first step. "It's OK, I'll clean it up! It's just milk." I tell her.

She had gotten thirsty and had seen me on the phone. So she went down to the kitchen, got her cup, poured her milk, put it back WITH the lid on, and closed the fridge door. All with minimal spilling. I WAS SO PROUD! I told her so thoroughly! I bragged to her daddy. I bragged to her. I bragged to myself. 

About a half hour later, I'm laying down chatting with Mr. Incredible and I hear this puddle-y, splashing sound in the living room. I bolt out of our room and to my jaw-dropping surprise, I see a puddle of milk on the floor. I see her cup, a water bottle, and a few little lids and plastic tea cups. ALL. CONTAINING. MILK. 

Then.... I see the gallon of milk that we opened this morning. No cap, half empty. And where is my child? Pouring and drinking her milk like a little waitress. "Husband!!! I'm going to need help," I call.

She sees my shock and squeaks out, "I'm sorry!"
I forgave her, and after we had put some towels down I called her over to myself.

As I held onto her, our little chat went something like this:


"Come here, baby. It's OK. I love you very much.I'm very proud of how big you are, and how you can get your milk all by yourself.  
But with great milk power comes great milk responsibility.
Do you know what responsibility means?"
 
Pirate: "I don't know." 
"It means that when we're big enough to be in charge of the milk, then we have to be very careful with it. We have to make sure that it stays safe, and that we don't waste it. 
So we're going to have some very special milk rules. Are you ready to hear them?
(yes)  
1. If you want some milk, you have to ask Mommy or Daddy first.
2. You can only pour your milk into the cup that we say is OK.
3. We can't waste the milk. There are little kids somewhere that don't have milk to drink.  
 
Can we remember these?"   
Pirate: "Yes." 
OK.  
Can you say, "I will drink milk responsibly."? 
Pirate: I will drink milk re-pom-sim-bly. 
*hug*
I love her receptive little heart tonight. She is just such a little treasure. There will be no crying over spilled milk tonight.

Let me tell you... my husband has never been so proud of my mad parenting skills. He was listening from upstairs and smiling through the entire little lecture.

Can anyone tell me who I quoted? I did, of course, add the word milk where it was necessary. How great is it that kids don't come pre-programmed to know when you're ripping off great lines rather than being completely awesome on your own.

#ParentingWin

I love this age. I love this life.




I spent a good hour of my Saturday afternoon making a very toddler friendly schedule!

Over the last few months, we've seen a huge change in our daughter's sleep schedule and subsequently her daily schedule.

With a little bit of Mommy-Daddy diligence, we are finally coming out of 
what I will affectionately call the "ridiculous nocturnal vampire baby stage".


What started (back when she was teething) with letting her stay up until 10pm to see her Daddy after her got home from work turned to 10:30, 11pm, soon it was midnight - and more recently we were struggling with 3am. She would then sleep until noon, have a very late nap, and the chaos continued. We are so very grateful to say that we have finally put a stop to the madness! She has been in bed and waking up at decent hours for a couple weeks now. It's wonderful! 

Now it's time for her to get on a real schedule through the day. We want something that will be flexible and practical for our family. Also, we want it to be something that she won't fight during the transition stage. If it's fun for her, it's easier for all of us! 

Back Story. 
If any of you know our daughter, you probably know that she has insane amounts of love for Phineas and Ferb! I mean, who wouldn't? They have the best days ever and do things like build elevators to the moon, or a roller coaster through Danville (their hometown). Amazing stuff. I'd love to see their bucket list. And lastly, they have a pet platypus named Perry, and he is a Secret Agent who fights evil. Oh yes, they're most definitely a cartoon. 

Back on track.
I give you the "Pirate, I know what we're going to do today!" schedule. A Phineas & Ferb themed schedule full of pictures so she can "read" her own to-do list. It might look a bit overwhelming at first glance; but I think she will LOVE it! 

Each little thing to do is listed on the green door. When she opens the little door, she sees one of her favorite characters doing that task. The first one is "Wake Up" and she will see Candace waking up in her bed. The next one is eat breakfast, and so on. It looks like a lot of stuff, but this includes a lot of five minute things, playtime, reading and relaxing, nap time, there really is quite a bit for a toddler to do!







I can't wait to see her face when she sees it.

 
 
Pirate loves to hide. If there is a closet, a cabinet, a blanket, or a box, she will find a way to hide. It's her thing. This morning I heard knocking and banging coming from her room. 

"MAMA, HELP! MAMA, I STUCK"

Off I went to rescue my child from whatever terror laid in store for us. Maybe she had  trapped herself under her old pack-n-play. Maybe she climbed on top of her dresser and couldn't find a way down. Maybe it was worse.... Did zombies have my baby?  I've been told I have an overactive imagination, great thing for an overprotective mommy like myself.

"MAMA, HELP PLEASE!" The knocking and the banging continued. It only took me under 30 seconds to get to her. Knock, knock, knock. It came from her closet. I opened her door and there stood my two year old, smiling brightly, not even scared.

"Thanks, Mommmm! ... HIDE!"

She re-shut her door and started knocking on it again. Pirate's closet door, for some reason, is the only door in our home that she can't open. It's a little different than the other doorknobs and I think she has the least amount of practice with it. We're not worried, she'll get it. :)

Until then, I have a solution. I stole the idea off of either Pinterest or Etsy, but it was a bit more expensive than I was up for. At home, all it took was an elastic headband that came in a 6pk at the dollar store.

#1 Find an elastic headband.


#2 Fold it in half

#3 Hook it to one side of the door.


#4 Hook it to the other side


#5 Line it up so it covers up, and holds down, the  faceplate.


 All done! And it still closes securely.


Now Pirate can go back to hiding!






A lady in my bible study posted this and I wanted to share it with you today.
"Should we not do all things- including giving thanks- to the glory of God? And God is not glorified if the foundation of our gratitude is the worth of the gift and not the excellency of the Giver. If gratitude is not rooted in the beauty of God before the gift, it is disguised idolatry. May God grant us a heart to delight in Him for who He is so that all our gratitude for His gifts we be the echo of our joy in the excellency of the Giver." John Piper
I love the chunk of truth that it is. 


Oh my gosh, where have I been the last several weeks? I've barely been on Blogger, that's for sure! I have to say, I've missed it. 

Pirate and I just got back from a week of sunshine, sand and water. It was wonderful.We came back to the harsh, chilly reality of winter - but the comfort of being home and together as a family makes it all better!

I thought I'd share a few warm, sunny pictures of our vacation with you while I try to get back in the swing of things and start blogging again.

Pirate's first time in the ocean, she didn't want to get out!









Thanks for sticking with me! I hope wherever you are, you're having a safe and wonderful week.




I love genealogy. I love trying to piece together the puzzle of how my family came to be. 

I know that I've grown up in the internet age where uncovering key details is a matter of knowing what and how to search; and the farthest I have to travel for information is to my kitchen table.

I can utilize Google to no end, search databases and forums, Ancestry websites abound, public records are easy to see, and there are even families with their own family tree blogs. 


I think today's searching is about being creative and relentless. It's nearly impossible to not take technology and how easily accessible information is today; but every speck of info that is out there was typed up and uploaded by somebody.  


I was on familysearch.org today when I saw something asking for volunteers to "make more of these records searchable online, so everyone can find their ancestors. This same volunteer indexing effort made the 1940 US Census available for searching within five months of its public release. Indexing is a fun challenge that rewards both the volunteer and the future researcher." {GO HERE!} It gives directions of how people can help from home just using the internet. I'm actually excited about the possibility of actually being involved in the genealogy world this way.

Anyway, I thought it might a pretty unique and worthwhile experience. Check it out!

It's September. 
It is the ninth month of a twelve month year. 
Summer has just barely ended. 
Do you want to know what I'm seeing in the stores?! 

-- gasp! -- CHRISTMAS STUFF!!!

I have a pretty consistant routine each year, and it starts when I see Santa Claus waltz in front of the Macy's store at the end of the parade - He brings in the Christmas season! 
Last year, I really struggled to get into the Christmas spirit. The Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade came and went. I saw Santa but I felt more like the Grinch and the holidays - and almost everyone else - could shove it. In retrospect, I might have {definitely} needed to read my bible more and visit a tanning bed for some Vitamin D. 
I remember it already being December. I was sitting in McDonald's on my laptop sulking about all the Christmas decor that I couldn't have and the fact that we didn't have our own place to put a tree and over-decorate with tinsel and lights. We were still living with the in-laws at the time and had no idea that we were a week away from moving into our apartment! I'd like to quickly add that they were very kind and generous in letting us live with them. 

So there I was drinking my tenth refill of sweet tea and having my self-indulgent pity party when I saw this awesome Christmas video from T-Mobile on YouTube. Suddenly I got a grip, and OH MAN, I was ready for Christmas! In less than four minutes I had made a complete 180', I was joyful and excited. I wouldn't dare to actually give the credit to YouTube. I can only imagine that this is the part of the story where God decided that it was time to show my husband some kindness and snap me out of my slump. 

{I am thankful to God that He is so gracious and merciful and does not merely sit and wait on me to come to my senses on my own.}

Like I said in the beginning, it's only September.
The stores are ready for Christmas.
And this year:
I AM ALREADY-READY-ALREADY!!!

It hit me Sunday night! It hit me hard and I was forced to make a new Pinterest board! I don't know if it's the weather, or if it's the fact that we're in our own apartment. Or maybe it's the fact that I've been introduced to Pinterest this year, (lol) but I can't wait to celebrate the birth of our Savior with my family. I can't wait to start traditions, watch our favorite Christmas movies, make an advent calendar, and so many other things to just enjoy our time together! 

My question for everyone is this: 
What is your favorite Christmas tradition, or what is a cool one that you've thought about starting?  

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In the spring, I "stumbled upon" a blog by the name of  Women Living Well. It is written by a Christian lady by the name of Courtney. She is a wife, a mom, a homeschooler, a bible study leader, a blogger and I'm sure much more. 

When I say I stumbled upon this blog, I want to make it very clear that I don't actually believe my seemingly random internet searches really deserve the credit; I'm a firm believer that God is Sovereign over the biggest and smallest things - including Google searches.

Where am I going with this? You'll see.

The Lord's timing is quite perfect. Quite often I unwind by sitting in front of the computer and looking up whatever pops in my head: potty training, bread recipes, mom hairstyles, bible studies, GPS trackers for toddlers, sewing pattern, etc. You get the point! So there I was Google-ing and blog-hopping, and I found this Proverbs 31 Bible Study through another blogger I follow. It started that Monday. (I blogged about it when I first started it.) It was nearly 3 months long, and really such a blessing to me and hopefully that spreads to my family. I have so much to say about the study, but I will wait for a future post to elaborate much more!

I hope my excitement is more contagious than just plain weird. :) There are two things that are coming up soon that I wanted to share with you:

First, there is a new bible study starting September 17th on Colossians. You can find it RIGHT HERE!! on the sister site, Good Morning Girls.

Second, I couldn't sleep last night so browsing that Women Living Well site, I came across a series starting this Monday on marriage. I've always cringed at the thought of marriage seminars or marital counseling because, in my mind, I've always linked that with couples who are crashing, burning and throwing their fine china across the room. But I don't think that is the case! Courtney is teaming up with a few other Christian-wife bloggers and it looks like it will be very good. You can find more info on this RIGHT HERE!!

And before I forget, ALL of these resources are FREE. I don't know about you, but that was a big deal to me! :)

OK, I am done with my bible study show-and-tell. I just really wanted to share these with everyone!




A few days ago - let's call it Tuesday - I woke up with a plan. I was going to Betty Crocker my way around the kitchen and rock my family's world. I had come across a very intriguing recipe via Pinterest and decided that this was going to be breakfast. Mr. Incredible wasn't up yet, but Pirate was. So I sat her in front of Super Why! and got started. 

What comes next is the true story of how I made Swirly Cupcakes (also known on Tuesday as Breakfast Cupcakes). These Swirly Cupcakes are no plain-Jane baked good; these contain what all [my] dreams are made of: sugar, butter and vibrant color! The Pinterest link was a dud, but it had a great picture and the description was good enough that I was able to improvise.


My good friend Google supplied me with a recipe for Plain Vanilla Cupcakes. So I followed the directions and tried to fight the temptation to taste the batter.

I lined my cupcake tray with these shiny metallic liners that Mr. Incredible brought home a little while back. 



I filled the liners with the yummy cupcake batter. I actually overfilled them, my recipe was actually meant to yield 18 cupcakes, but my pan could hold 12. It didn't hurt them any!


This is where it gets fun.
I put a dab of food coloring in each cupcake and swirled it around with a knife until it was... well... swirly!

Seriously... how cool does that look?!

Finally, I baked it. My instructions told me to put them in for 15-18 minutes, but Google hasn't met my oven. She cooks a little fast.
About 12 minutes later, I had these.
 
It was time to wake the husband and grab the pirate.  

ME:  Mr. Incredible, do you want to get up?  Are you hungry?

MR. INCREDIBLE:  What did you make?

ME:  I made Breakfast Cupcakes.

MR. INCREDIBLE:  .......what?

ME: Breakfast Cupcakes!

MR. INCREDIBLE: um.... what's in them?

ME:  Flour ... Sugar ... an Egg ... Milk ... Baking Powder ... Salt ... Butter ..

MR. INCREDIBLE:  What makes them Breakfast Cupcakes?

ME: Because we're eating them for breakfast. :)

I'd love to add that as a family we regularly eat healthy and nutritious meals.
This was a treat that generated smiles and happiness. 
And that's OK. 
I'd also love to add that there were none left by dinner!







Love Times Three:
Our True Story of A Polygamous Marriage
by: Joe, Alina, Vicki, and Valerie Darger
Love Times Three is a true story without an ending. Written by polygamists themselves, the reader is given a glimpse into "plural marriage" as lived out inside and outside of the Darger house.

I picked this book up at the library a few weeks ago. I really wasn't sure what to expect; I will say that while I do not share their beliefs that didn't stop me from being fascinated by their story and family dynamic. 

Their book really gives a unique perspective to what I imagine is one of America's least advertised lifestyles. It starts in the beginning with their own childhoods and growing up in polygamist culture of Fundamental Mormonism; it continues with their ever growing family, their joys and their burdens, and how they live a polygamous lifestyle in modern America. 

Of course, it's a wee bit more complicated. Let me throw in some background information. In Utah, where they live, polygamy is a third degree felony which adds a few more complications to the love trapezoid. If you shared my curiosity and wondered, how are they able to write a book - putting their lifestyle into print - and not be imprisoned? Fortunately for them, the state is currently looking the other way as long as those in the polygamous relationship are all consenting adults, and no other crimes are being committed. (Utah & Polygamy)

I believe that their goal in writing Love Times Three is not to proselytize their faith, or to flaunt their forbidden lifestyle. I stated in the beginning that I don't share their beliefs, that hasn't changed.  I do think that their main goal in leaving the shadows is to change the everyday perception and stigma that polygamy is linked to. It is written well and a very addictive read; I laughed, I gasped, I even had to pick my jaw up off the ground once or twice -- but by the end I would say it was worth stepping out of my own comfort bubble to learn about someone else.  

THE DARGERS, BY THE NUMBERS
(Love times Three pg. 226)

1 husband
3 wives
24 children (23 living)
11 boys
13 girls

5 stepchildren, Joe
7 children, Alina
8 children, Vicki
9 children, Val
19 biological children (18 living), Joe

3  Twenty-somthings
9  Teenagers
8  between 5-12 years old
1 Preschooler
2  Toddlers

$500-700 Weekly Grocery Bill
36 rolls of toilet paper used weekly
10 family cars
10 loads of laundry daily
10 cell phones
6 laptop computers
5 desktop computers
3-5 loaves homemade bread consumed daily
5 kids in diapers at one time
5 bathrooms
4 TV's
2 gallons of milk consumed daily


Parenting:  someone should really write a book about it!
I'm going to sound cliche for a moment, forgive me. I've learned more things in the last 22 months than I have in my entire life. I'm not talking about quantity of new facts - though I could probably make a decent argument for that as well - but I mean real, hearty, and significant details that are necessary for daily life. It's amazing the extra compartment that God has given my mind to store all the random Pirate-related items.

1. Don't leave the coffee cup unattended or within Pirate's reach. Also, Pirate's reach is ALWAYS much higher than you think it is.


2. Messes are easier to clean up than hurt feelings. Even when it's flour. 

3. Other people will have opinions and they will outnumber you. At times, it will be overwhelming and frustrating. I've learned the hard way that I should handle their well-intentioned concerns and opinions with more grace and tact then oozing wrath and adrenaline.   

 4. Sometimes you have to just cry it out. Things will get better.


5. Equal rights for all persons. Even bears. 


 6. "Welcome to parenthood, children will scare the crap out of you" - my mom. I think that's a mostly accurate quote, I did just have a c-section. I don't know if you can tell, but Pirate is a fearless froggie at the top of the stairs.



7. IF YOU WAKE HER, YOU WILL NOT PASS GO OR COLLECT $200. Yes, that's her big-girl car seat strapped into a high chair.


8. The park is not called a park. It's called "WEEEEEEEEE!!!"



9. I'm not Pirate's favorite parent if Daddy's home, and I can't take that personally. It's really a beautiful thing.


10. Let her help! It makes her feel special and big. She loves it.


11. Give her big smooches, it helps prepare her for the embarrassing teenage years when I give her hugs and kisses in front of her friends!


12. Sinful nature is not a myth. I have little teeth marks in my arm to prove it.

13. Don't fall asleep on the couch when she has crayons and a blank wall.

14. I have to stick up for Pirate - sometimes I'll come off as crazy and overprotective. Even people who love her immensely won't necessarily see things the same way that I do, and that's OK. But I have to be ready, should the situation arise, to give my daughter what she needs - whether that's a nap, some quiet time away from the chaos, or something completely different.

15. She grows WAY TOO QUICKLY! She'll be two in October. That's craziness.