Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!


I'm very happy to be sitting here wracking my brain on what to write for our Christmas blog this year. You see, this is the first year that nothing major has happened in the last six and a half years! No new jobs, we're in our fourth year in our house, no new babies or new vehicles... this year has been relatively uneventful on the "big things" scale and I can't complain. I'll stick with a quick recap of us and then bombard you with family pictures!

Tim has been with Coors for six years now and is helping his dad with his business in Canon City when he can. This summer he got to go backpacking and ride his motorcycle with friends more than he has any other year since we've been married. I think he really enjoyed that time!

Karoline started a pre-k program in the September. She goes to school two days a week for three hours a day. She enjoys the routine and having somewhere to go. She's learning so much so fast. At home we are working our way through 100 learn to read lessons. It is amazing to watch her learn. I know that all the pieces are there. Before I know it she is going to be sounding out words and reading to me! We are in the process of trying to get her into the Classical Academy that our church (Flatirons, it's amazing, join me any time) is starting next fall. 

She's an great big sister. Lately she will help me fold laundry, clean up her room and get her sister ready for the day without being asked. She is such a precious girl and I could go on and on about her. I'll save that for her birthday post, I can't believe she is already 4.5!
 Photo credit: Ashley Beaman Photography

Where to start with Alexandra? I love this thing she does when she's really focusing and stringing sentences together. She gets a really serious look on her face and her voice gets nasaly. I've tried over and over to record her doing it but it must just be meant for me because I have yet to capture it. She's fiercely independent but my snuggle buddy just the same. She's 2.5 and is interested in everything that her sister is doing. Her hair is still super short and I love it. It keeps her looking little for longer! 
 Photo credit: Ashley Beaman Photography

I am still working part-time, from home, for Bolder Band. It's a great fit for where we are in life and I'm thankful to work for such a wonderful company. I have also started watching a little one 1-2 days a week. Her name is Eliza, she's a sweetie and fits in so well when she is with us. We enjoy having her around. This fall I was selected to write as a contributor to the Denver Metro Moms Blog. I would love for you to let me know what you think of my first post about becoming a runner!
Boo at the Zoo
We hope and pray that you are your families are blessed this holiday season. 
Please enjoy our Christmas photos. Courtesy of Ashley Beaman Photography.

















Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord. 
Luke 2:11


Be Kind

When we talk to our girls and redirect them we often use the phrase, "Be kind." As a true Disney kid I would be lying if I didn't disclose that this came from watching the most recent version of Cinderella.

In the last few weeks my sweet two year old has turned this lesson against me. She has started to pick up on when I am getting stressed or overwhelmed and short with either her or her sister. This is when her tiny little voice will say, "Be kind, Mom." The couple times she has said this I have been so thankful for her brave and simple words. She makes me stop in my tracks, take a breath and laugh a little. She reminds me that I do need to be kind and to take the time to make sure my responses are appropriate.
Come Tuesday night I'm afraid to see what the world of social media will look like in reflection of this years extremely difficult (is difficult the right word? -- it seems to fit) election results. In the words of my two year old, I pray that all will be kind. I hope that all think before we speak and if we don't have anything nice to say we don't say anything at all.