small handfuls-post three

>>This quote which, as a parent, strikes my heart fiercely in light of all our country is going through right now: “The world is rated R, and no one is checking IDs. Do not try to make it G by imagining the shadows away. Do not try to hide your children from the world forever, but do not try to pretend there is no danger. Train them. Give them sharp eyes and bellies full of laughter. Make them dangerous. Make them yeast, and when they’ve grown, they will pollute the shadows.”― N.D. Wilson

>>I'm doing a giveaway on Instagram! It ends tonight so make sure you go HERE and enter to possibly win these lovely notebooks.

>>Behr got to experience cookie dough for the first time. His immediate, adorable dedication to licking every bit he could off the beater attachment was perfect in every way. Please note the lack of clothing and Mickey Mouse tool belt appearance. This is how I want to remember him at at nearly two.

>>Sometimes, at the right time of day. He gets rainbows caught in his hair. Also, this week he started calling a banana, a "mana-mana'. I'm never correcting him.

>>Behr loves to help with little chores around the house. He truly gets excited doing exactly whatever we may be doing that day. I love the idea of including him at such a young age so that (hopefully) doing chores will just feel like a natural part of his life. So far he helps us feed the pets, do the laundry, picks up his toys and I've recently let him join me whiles cleaning the windows. Look at his eager little face, I alllmooost can't stand it.

>>This week's playlist which can be found HERE. I put together these songs to evoke feelings of beauty in the broken and triumphant, stubborn hope. A space to acknowledge hardship that also gives you the ability to look beyond it.

ps. here's my sad little attempt at an arsty shot, but what I really love is Behr's tiny appearance in a different crop of the same shot. My ever-present photographer's assistant.

>>When the clover was in bloom at last year, I wore Behr in the Solly while Jonathan took some of my very favorite images of us ever. This year we walked down to that same spot while he wore Max and picked flowers for me. How can he looks so small but seem so big at the same time?

May your weekend be restful and bright, friend. You're braver than you feel. Open your arms wide to receive every drop of grace Jesus has provided. He longs to hold you close. May His truth make you strong so that you too may, as N.D Wilson said, "pollute the shadows."

"Oh, great God give us rest, we're all worn thin from all of this...."-David Crowder Band