When you think of epic, does your mind immediately wander to famous personalities, international vacations, and extreme sports? Do you ever consider your own life as epic? One of the biggest lies I fight against is in order for my story and life to be of value, it must be epic. Take our recent “honeymoon friday.” With both boys in school Friday mornings, we’ve found ourselves alone. …
It’s one of my favorite times of year to decorate the house for. There’s something comforting and safe about bringing the outdoor beauty of the changing season inside.
Crunchy red and orange leaves.
Maple pecan candles.
Chubby pumpkins and bumpy gourds- orange, white, green, and buttery yellow.
Turning pages of Mousekin’s Golden House for hours of snuggling and reading.
Hearty, warm-you-from-the-inside soups and stews, sweet caramel ciders, and apple tarts.
Life is compiled of ups, downs, in-betweens, laugh lines, sore muscles, full tummies, sandy floormats, tired eyes, joyful moments, and simple splurges. And this weekend has been dotted with simple splurges! Double ice cream scoop with four spoons ~ one spoon for Ty, one for Tanner, one for Bry, and, now that I think of it, I’m pretty sure Ty had one spoon in …