Blue Ridge Homestead Trail Loop: 5.1 miles of strenuous hiking gaining 1500ft in the first 1.75 miles, up and down the loops ridge, traversing large rock formations. This hike was definitely a great workout and not for the beginner! We enjoyed the perfect sunny 65º weather and meeting a lot of cool people along the trail.
A supportive spouse is essential to so many things in life. It is through support of one another that we build our community, push each other toward our dreams, and hustle to make them happen. Fernando and I have been married 2.5 years now and at times it feels like much longer! Like a moment that is both a lifetime and a single second all at once... Without the love, tenderness, and kindness of this man, I would not be the woman I am. Sure, I would be fully alive in myself regardless, but there is something remarkably special about the safety and security that comes by knowing that you are loved through and through by another who sees every flaw and calls it beautiful..
Splish Splash I was taking a bath.... Our nightly bubble baths together make me smile and are always filled with LOTS and LOTS of giggles! How high can you build a bubble tower?
Is there anything more wonderful than a silly happy little boy? I adore our mornings together with his wild bed head and early sunlight through the windows. My boy became a little inventor when he shoved his drumstick into a nerf gun and played around with the new hybrid toy. I captured a few shots in the morning sun before he ran off to make something new.
Sometimes the hardest part of motherhood is letting kids be kids. What does it mean to be a kid? Well, it's messy. Kids are new to our world and have to learn how to navigate all the unspoken rules, cultural norms, behaviors, and especially the emotions.
But, it's messy for another reason as well. Kids are naturally creative beings with unhindered imagination not yet tainted by the world. With my son, I do my best to let his creativity run wild and sometimes it ends up in crayon stained furniture and a lot of ruined clothes! Today we had another wonderful day of art play and this little guy loved smelling his silly scented Crayola's.
I took this kiddo out for a yummy noodle lunch and some quality mom-son time. He loves eating with a big boy fork and stuffing his face with cheesy cheesy mac n cheese. As he grows bigger each day, he also becomes more independent and loves to do things on his own. Feeding himself is just another step in the process. Although we did baby led weaning from the start, it's still such a miracle to me that he has learned to use a fork and spoon, and can successfully manage a meal on his own.
I will cherish these sweet moments for as long as I love. Naps on my chest happen so rarely as my son grows bigger and bigger each day. Sometimes, if I am lucky, he will tuck himself into the nook of my arm and take a second afternoon nap. I could stay like this forever.
Another run together, this time we checked out the empty streets of a nearby suburban neighborhood. The sun began to set and wavy clouds floated across crisp breeze sky. Our runs together are getting to be more consistent and enjoyable as each day passes and our strength builds.
We have been fairly consistent with the changes to our lifestyle in being more active together. This includes weekend hikes and exploring the outdoors more than ever. Did I mention I finally bought new hiking boots? You will see a lot more hiking pictures to come this summer as we check out nearby national parks and even have a few trips planned when the weather is warmer. California does not disappoint!
I love to watch you sleep. I wonder what you dream...
We spend A LOT of time at the park, running wild and free throughout the structures. I love to let this boy be the independent little on he is becoming. It is a joy to watch him grow, looking back only briefly to make sure I am still watching his new discoveries. He is my greatest joy.
Morning runs take us some place magical. My husband and I recently started running together again, marking the nearby river trail with stopped feet and gasping breaths. We enjoy our time together showing our boy what it means to remain active in life and to enjoy fresh air. It's a big bonus that our boy also loves moving F-A-S-T in the stroller!
I am reminded each day how radically loved I am, not just by my sweet husband, but also by our sweet loving God. He cares for our every need and pursues are hearts in ways we always are surprised by. It seems like a daily reality that we will pray for something at see it come to pass in no time at all. I hope to never forget the goodness of God.
We eat our snacks together and I swear his mind is wandering off into a daydream. I love to sit and watch him think.
Sometimes we spend our afternoons shirtless painting and that is perfectly fine by me. As long as this boy is learning to find color and let his right-brain be alive, I am happy.
I adore taking portraits, particularly of my son in his natural habitat. We recently cleared out some furniture in our living room to give him more room to play and I know he is loving it! Each morning, I find him running across the room and around chairs in laps. However, it the brief moment that he collapses to catch his breath, mommy is right there to snap a smile!
This guy loves trains - which is a great excuse for us to check out the train museum downtown. On a cloudy morning, we ventured to see the big machines on display and spend a little time checking out our state history. I would be lying if I said these adventures were not a massive highlight for me.
Sweet boy, never stop reading. Never stop wondering what stories lay on those pages. Never stop allowing your imagination to grow big and your vocabulary to grow strong. Never stop asking for more books. Never stop sitting on my lap to hear a new tale and see new pictures.
These tiny feet keep me sane. Each wiggly toe, each new step. Without our feet, there are many journeys we would not take. These feet move quicker than I can blink, finding new places to wedge and support a climb, run past mommy's reach, and to stick out of the blankets after a long day of play. I could kiss each toe a million times and it wouldn't be enough to express how much joy they bring me.
I wonder how many other mothers have watched there children run up and down the cold bars of this play structure. Out for a walk on a chilly January morning I stumbled across this park hidden down a back alley in our neighborhood. I had never seen it on the map before, and the long patch of grass leading to the light brown bark was a bit of a surprise. Now it is our "regular" park. Our favorite park. Our least crowded local park. I believe the hidden nature of this park makes it a special place, usually free of other families, even on warm afternoons. I have only spotted a handful of others playing there during our many visits. There is something about this special place that its barrenness make it feel all our own.