taking a leap


happy leap day! can i get an amen for an extra day??? gosh, i feel like i have needed an extra day each week… although, i do wish that the extra day were a weekend day instead of a monday but, i will take what i can get.

i’m sure you know this about me, but i am a schedule-dayplanner-routine-freak. it keeps our crew on the rails. we have a lot going on in the course of a week, and time is precious. we can’t afford to waste moments. and i don’t want to squander what i have been given to steward. aristole once said: “through discipline comes freedom.” and i wholeheartedly agree. we are proponents of daily routines, schedules, plans, disciplines. just like with children, discipline is necessary. it forms, it builds, it sharpens, it hones, it polishes. it creates proper habits. it instills a sense of consistency, continuity, reliability. it molds hearts and minds and behaviors. with elinor lately, we have been using the phrase: obedience first. before the explanations and reasons and negotiations…obey. when obedience happens, good things can follow. our first response is very rarely one of obedience. we want to push back. we want to reason. we want to find our own way. but we need to realize that the path of obedience is the best path. it is a path of adventure. a path of beauty. a path of surprise and delight and twists and turns. it challenges us. it strengthens us. it gives us a story to tell.

there are moments when obedience means taking a leap. risking it. being bold and daring. stepping outside of the norm. going into uncharted territory, on faith. obedience doesn’t mean doing the boring thing. an obedient life is far from dull.

today, i am going to be inspired by this peculiar day on the calendar. i am going to be inspired by the fearless spirits of my children. i am going to take a leap. seek out little and big ways to try something new. to do something outside of my routine. use this bonus day to experience bonus things. i am going to carpe this diem like nobody’s business.


pops of pink



for whatever reason, this week, i found myself donning two looks featuring obnoxious pink. a very strange thing for me. i love a pop of color paired with my neutrals, don’t get me wrong. but neon pink! magenta! in one week? it must be all the pollen in the air. 

before i bid adieu to all things winter (spring is officially here in like, 20 days! and arizona is running ahead of schedule so it is time for the seasonal wardrobe switch-out. bring on the shorts and lightweight fabrics. and cue the sweating…), i wanted to take my favorite zigzag hairy jumper and vintage sweater skirt for one final spin. major marian the librarian vibes. 

and then, i decided to rock some office-approriate-rocker-chick with this pencil skirt gone punk look. a heavyweight linen skirt in leopard with a bold neon tissue t-shirt paired with some chunky booties. it’s the perfect winter-to-spring transitional look, in my book. it is all sunshine around here, in the AZ. and in a few weeks it will be ALL sandals ALL the time. which reminds me, gotta get those piggies painted. any color suggestions? i need to research what’s cool in the world of nail polish colors…

on that note, happy friday! happy weekend! i am ready for some relaxation with my crew, meals with friends, more quilting, family outings, church time, and baking.




he changes times and seasons; he removes kings and sets up kings; he gives wisdom to the wise and knowledge to those who have understanding. / daniel 2:21

and let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up. / galatians 6:9

he said to them, “it is not for you to know times or seasons that the father has fixed by his own authority. / acts 1:7


the eyes of all look to you, and you give them their food in due season. / psalm 145:15

for everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing. / ecclesiastes 3:1-22


he made the moon to mark the seasons; the sun knows its time for setting. / psalm 104:19

sow for yourselves righteousness; reap steadfast love; break up your fallow ground, for it is the time to seek the Lord, that he may come and rain righteousness upon you. / hosea 10:12


for behold, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone. the flowers appear on the earth, the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land. the fig tree ripens its figs, and the vines are in blossom; they give forth fragrance. / song of solomon 2:11-13

for as the rain and the snow come down from heaven and do not return there but water the earth, making it bring forth and sprout, giving seed to the sower and bread to the eater, so shall my word be that goes out from my mouth; it shall not return to me empty, but it shall accomplish that which i purpose, and shall succeed in the thing for which i sent it. / isaiah 55:10-11


he is like a tree planted by streams of water that yields its fruit in its season, and its leaf does not wither. in all that he does, he prospers. / psalm 1:3

from the fig tree learn its lesson: as soon as its branch becomes tender and puts out its leaves, you know that summer is near. / matthew 24:32

preach the word; be ready in season and out of season; reprove, rebuke, and exhort, with complete patience and teaching. / 2 timothy 4:2

p.s. that last one is a little throwback action in honor of throwback thursday. it is one of my faves.

spring is in the air… putting a spring in my step… (you get the picture)


family strolls at dusk


give me all the granola


(almost) spring cleaning for the crystal


a vibrant bowl of nourishment


a fresh chop to let those curls spring to life


of purple mountain majesties


sequins + destroyed denim = a winning combo


channeling my inner blanche devereaux with oversized sunnies and my grandmother’s scarf (on my way to quilting class, no less) #thegoldengirls


sunday morning lounging


this week’s edition of ben’s bread

dear little prince | eight months


dear little prince,

happy eight months, our charming lad. i am trying to keep my composure but that puts us at four months away from your FIRST BIRTHDAY. how can it be? just a few months shy of an entire year with you? time is flying by. and we are eating it up because you are as amazing as can be.

my oh my, are you daring and intense. i thought elinor was determined but this is a fresh realm of strength. we can see an idea flash behind your eyes and then you fix your mind like a laser and go. you are precise. you are methodical. you are dexterous. you are tenacious. you are nimble. you are intrepid. you are inventive. you are perspicacious. this is a stage where you are exploring everything, amused by everything, distracted and excited by sounds and shapes and colors and textures. the tactile world is exploding for you. and you are discovering so many things, all at once. you pinch at tiny items. you pluck objects and bring them close for further inspection. you explore nooks and crannies as you learn. you squint and stick out the tip of your tongue while you take it all in. storing new information. understanding what things are, what they can do, how they feel, the sounds they make, and their relationship to you. you bear crawl over obstacles. you army crawl your way under tables and couches and adults. you are always looking and observing and absorbing. you are learning how to get places and get things done. and you already have strong opinions and preferences and your little list of bête noires.

at this very moment, you are in the thick of your eight month developmental leap. it’s a doozy. i am exhausted for you! your body is trying to catch up to your mind and your mind is trying to catch up to your body. things are busy for your brain. expanding and growing and making connections. hang in there. all your frustration will soon dissipate and you will emerge from this brief moment with a whole new set of skills. i am hoping that one of those skills is not walking. eek. i can tell you are trying to do that. crawling just isn’t good enough anymore. you want to climb up for a new vantage point. up the stairs. pulling yourself up on papa’s legs. or onto the couch so you can cruise along and get to your target. you want to move across the room in a split second. you want to run!

and in addition to your developmental leap, you are teething. pearly whites are just about to pop through. you are handling it so well but i can tell it is getting to you. you actually nuzzled and snuggled for a few minutes last night which NEVER EVER happens. you aren’t the cuddling kind – too much to see and do! AND as if all that weren’t enough, we just dropped a nap. down to two naps a day. like a proper little man. it seems surreal that we are here already. but you are ready. and you are adjusting quite well especially considering everything you have going on. sheesh. being a baby is a tough business. and you are dealing with the trifecta of tough stuff right now. kudos, ridley man. you are brave and strong. and we can’t wait to see how you surprise and delight us next!

and speaking of delightful things, your personality is bursting out all over the place and it is such a hoot. you love to swat at mama’s mouth when you eat. you boogie and bop and jump when you hear music. you wave. you babble (da-da-da and ba-ba-ba and bo-bo-bo and pa-pa-pa and ma-ma-ma) all the time, especially when your sister is around. and we are so proud of what we are considering your first word: boeuf. you have been saying that for a few weeks now and papa couldn’t be more impressed and pleased with his boy saying the french word for beef as his first “word”. you adorable bilingual carnivore, you. you like to “make jokes” and silly sounds to make us laugh. you flirt like the dickens. you copycat our sounds. you like to pull on papa’s beard. you pet the dogs. you push your sister away and yell when she’s in your face and you’ve had enough. you bellow and growl. you pull up and put your arms up when you would like to be picked up and move around. you are sneaky-sneaky and try to move in stealth mode when you know you are about to do something naughty. you LOVE to try to wrap yourself in the drapes and laugh maniacally. you are obstinate and test limits. you KNOW when you are doing something that you shouldn’t and you give me such a proud and cheeky expression when you are caught. you love your sleep and when you are done and ready to sleep, you let us know. you crawl like a tiny gorilla. you have the biggest forearms and strongest hands. you are going to eat us out of house and home (current favorites: butter, bananas, sweet potatoes, red potatoes, peas, egg yolk, quinoa, beans, avocado). you love family dinnertime. and it is teaching us patience, to slow down and enjoy the time more because your mealtime can last for a full hour. you just sit in your chair and eat and add your two cents and entertain us. and toward the end of the meal, you lean back and put one hand in the front of your diaper and one foot up on the side of the chair. such a funny boy.

we are over the moon for you. and we pray that God will use you in mighty ways.

all our love,

mama + papa + elinor

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