Still a product junkie at it’s finest! This is my newest obsession in my product regimen.

Aesop {Parsley Seed line}.

So, as you can see… We are a one-kid-family. It is all we know. And the thought of another kid is quite horrifying for both Papa and me. And I am sure that Lennon thinks it would be nice to be the only adored for the rest of his life. However, I firmly believe that Lennon will benefit greatly from a sibling. The discussion of number two, at this point, is merely for the Sir. Hussy and I love life as we know it, and prefer not to add another to the equation (hindsight is 20|20 though, and IF/when we have number two, I know I will never be able to remember life before them. Just as I felt when Lennon arrived!)
This video makes me yearn to meet that baby number two. And she better be a girl!! hehe.

I don’t personally celebrate Easter (not being a Christian). I still have many “church moments” throughout my days. That’ll never fade because of the spiritual being I am. A church moment I had this week was the short time I had to read some of my girl’s words on her site, Subway Lights. 

This girl had me at hello. She mesmerized me when we met as teenagers. She was graceful, strong, tall and strikingly gorgeous. Like take your breath away. Hilarious personality, goofy as shit. Had the inevitable struggles/hurt caused by the judgment [small-minded. boring] Norman people are known for. [Hopefully, Norman will outgrow that bigotry and propensity to judge others soon.]

She moved away after high school, and has grown beyond that past. An incredible mom, giving her boys such a well-rounded stimulating life. Helping the homeless in Salt Lake City. She is wise beyond her years. My soul dances in her presence and when I read her words it is like music to my heart. She speaks eloquently, wisely, yet still so simply. It is often like a guided meditation for me.

This post was just what I needed! Enjoy! Happy Passover, Happy Easter, and Happy Spring!

Not a secret, I am pretty obsessed with Instagram. I could leave all social medias behind, but that I am not sure I could live without! (Like might need it on a strandad island.) It is a source for a lot of inspiration & grand levels of creative stimulation for me. Okay, Okay, I love it!

I have fallen in love with a lot of sweet people and families via Instagram. @thepanicroom & @colemarshall are one of my favorite families out there! @thepanicroom is an incredible photographer! & @colemarshall is an adorable hair sylist. They are livin’ the dream! Their #lifewithsms hashtag [about LB & Smith-Magenis Syndrome] is the most poignant [& educational] stream of photos I have stumbled upon in a long while.

I also love the blog that @thepanicroom writes! It is STELLAR! Check out all of his amazing series. Enjoy Pacing the Panic Room. This video of @colemarshall is one of the most adorable things I’ve ever seen! (I can’t even imagine the rolls being reversed in our home: if Papa Hussy was the photographer. Good thing @colemarshall is the cutest thing to walk this planet!)

Cheers to you four! You are a beautiful team!

If you haven’t seen We Live in Public, shame on you. Put it in your netflix queue now.

We Live in Public always gets me a little paranoid about social media. When it comes to social media, I am an Instagram-kinda-person.

I wrestle greatly with good ol’ Facebook. Sometimes, I desperately want to erase my account. But I can’t. I need it. Everyone is on it, it is how I find out anything at all. I check on my people I love from across this globe on Facebook. [Those near me, I see in person & rarely get on their pages.] People contact me on Facebook, people with whom I need to have communication. And now that I have a kiddo, don’t get me started… hehe. I gotta share updates on that amazing little guy!

But Facebook is also shady. Quit changing my settings on me. I am as public as I want to be, and no more. I will be in charge of how public I am. At least I try to tell myself that…

Most days though, I feel quite brave in sharing my honest life and I carry this attitude of, “Eff it.* I am a grown-ass woman. I am who I am. And I am a photographer, so I share a lot of my [our] life via that creative outlet. Facebook should be a good thing, put you in contact with those you love, not a means to see things you don’t like. Yes, people are judgmental, but people don’t have to look if they don’t want to… To those that waste their time looking at something that bothers them, I say- Get control of yourself, your choices. Do something fun and productive with your time. I’m happier than you are because I think about good stuff, inspirational things, & spend my [free] time doing happy things!”

How bout that for some inner-dialogue?! Talk about some honesty! Bamm!

*momblog

Love you for life, Papa Hussy.

We’re known for doing Sundays right. Saturdays are pretty perfect also, but Papa Hussy does a Sunday like no one else I’ve ever known. As I’ve mentioned previously, I had not seen or talked to Hussy on a Sunday until we got married. Papa chiiiiiiiillllllllllls on Sundays and is often completely unavailable to anyone outside the house. I often still have a little “gotta get as much done as possible” mentality on Sundays. But I typically adopt Hussy’s chill and ride that wave.

This Sunday was a busy one.

Laura at the Yoga Room in okc brought in the amazing Adri Kyser. I had to go take from her as much as possible, so I took Adri’s Sunday workshop (& loooooooooooved it of course. still can’t move, but LOVED it!). Adri has cool vision: she loves to travel, so she doesn’t own a studio. But any time she comes near you, take from her! She is AMAZING!

Then we headed off to Kite Park for our first annual Easter Egg Hunt with our Mommy Group that we have been meeting with since Sir Lennon was months old. It is a total hoot seeing these kiddos grow. I adore all of them, and love their parents equally. Good times!!

Immediately after our egg hunt, we left for Norman to meet my godmother for dinner. I hadn’t seen my godmother in years, so it was such a treat to introduce her to Lennon and Papa. We stopped and said hello to the horseys on the way.

The Sir is finally getting a little bit of fuzz on his sweet head. Not much, but enough to summon my camera. And what a perfect time for it to finally come. Spring!