Today, I’m over on ‘The Creative Mama’ sharing a more personal post. Something a little different for me outside of family, food and photography. It’s about how I’ve learned to add a bit of bravery to my days. After much trepidation about pressing, ‘PUBLISH’, I took a deep breath and did just that.
Wishing you all a wonderful weekend! I will be running half marathon #6 and hoping that our crazy weather (snow…on May 2nd!!) has settled down by the time the starting gun goes off.
The sun in finally shining here today. Finally. Despite the thin layer of frost, it feels like maybe spring is going to try and make an appearance. It feels like we’ve been waiting and waiting…counting down to spring days, waiting for the our favorite parts of this season to begin….
Crossing off the days until my oldest boy turns 12 (that actually might be him more than me) ….
Beginning the taper days leading to my spring half marathon…
Counting down to the opening day of our local Farmers’ Market…
April is birthday month at our house. 2 out of 3 boys will be celebrated for turning a year older. Birthdays at our house have turned into an all out food fest as they have gotten older. Homemade cinnamon rolls for breakfast, a favorite meal at supper and a special dessert.
For dessert this year, the birthday boy requested a 3 layer cake with lemon curd and whipped cream frosting AND he wanted to make it himself. I’ll let the pictures do the story telling, but let me just add; I never realized how much one can concentrate on cracking eggs, how far flour truly can fly and that if making a layer cake was always this fun, I would make them every week.
As many parents know, when it comes to feeding our children it often feels like the job is never done. Feeding the 3 boys in my house is like trying to fill a bottomless pit. They are always hungry. Fortunately, we are able to put food on their plates for 3+ meals a day. They have no idea what it really means to go hungry.
This is not the case for many children.
A couple of weeks ago, I sent a friend a text that went something like this…
“I think I’m going to call 2013 the year of living bravely.”
