A Little Sand Between My Toes

We took another phenomenal beach vacation to Carpinteria, California at the end of July. As always, the surf, sand, and wildlife were rejuvenating. Also, there’s nothing better than seeing your child share in your wonder.

I miss this beach already, so I’m musing over the photos and videos from the trip while I take a staycation at home (to use up the last of my vacation days at work).

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Splash Pad Smash Pad

Is it autumn yet?

How Not to “Shoot” a Rabbit

Owning an adorable bunny naturally compels one to take a lot of pictures. No more is this true than when Easter/Spring arrives.

I have no shame. I answered the call.

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Just Keep Swimming?

 

Warning: This isn’t one of my typical feel-good posts. I debated not posting it at all, to be honest, because it seems so different from my usual message of “Be true to yourself and just keep moving forward.”

That’s not to say this post is irrelevant. It’s very relevant to me and others who share similar experiences. It’s a part of who I am as much as the happy-go-lucky stuff is.

I need to share this. Why? Well, because it’s something that… Well, let’s just say it’s eating at me.

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Small Town Moments

Western Rest Stop

I grew up in a small town in North Texas and I can honestly say that there are some aspects of living in the big city that make me long for a grassy front yard and a strong old tree to climb. Daily glare from the black top can put me in a somber mood at times. Yet, Phoenix is no ordinary city; it’s several cities. Living in Laveen has certainly satisfied my need to be closer to simpler, natural aspects of life. I can remember attending the community parade near the old Greenville courthouse as a child; one in particular with my Pa Pa (Grandpa), mother, and sisters. The parade was fun to watch but what sticks out in my mind is wandering the downtown area, my Pa Pa carrying my little sister on his shoulders and just being in the pure and beautiful day. Such precious moments bring a few tears to my eyes. I really do miss that sweet man.

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Mind the Cliff

Grand Canyon

Michael and I try to celebrate our anniversary (5/22) every year. Some years, it’s just dinner and a movie. Others, it’s a trip somewhere special without the kids. This year, we decided to jazz things up and take the boys with us. At first, I thought this was the greatest idea ever. We had decided on the Grand Canyon, and I knew both of my boys to be budding geologists (read: like to play with rocks and run around in nature). In retrospect, the “run” part should have been my first clue as to how this adventure was going to turn out.

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