Fresh Start

Fresh Start

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I'm not going to go through the usual things people say when they haven't updated their blog in, oh, I don't know... a YEAR: "I'm sorry. It's been busy. The cat ate my password..." Because who knows if I'll be able to keep this one up either. I get on kicks. I get excited about something for five minutes. I have all kinds of intentions, and then life happens. Mostly "life" is work and projects, the constant shuffling of kids. But sometimes "life" is a Real Housewives marathon. So, while I'm under no delusions that the world needs another blog, I do miss it. I miss the creative outlet, and the feeling of doing something for no reason other than you like to do it. 

When I think about things I'll regret on my deathbed, I'm pretty sure it won't be wishing I'd spent more time watching Teresa flip tables over. And I already do regret that I haven't been doing a better job of documenting things. So here we go again. 

“There are things you do because they feel right & they may make no sense & they may make no money & it may be the real reason we are here: to love each other & to eat each other’s cooking & to say that it was good.”
— Brian Andreas

These were taken the day after their dance recital at the beginning of summer, which is why you can still see remnants of eyeliner. I had hopes of photographing them in their cute little costumes. But Jason was out of town. There were so many details and bobby pins, I was barely able to get them there on time, let alone take time for pictures. So the next day, I decided to make up for it. I let the girls pick out whatever they wanted to wear, grabbed my camera and we hung out in Boerne for the afternoon.

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We almost never take the time to blow dry hair around here, so that was an event in itself. 

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The girls got all excited about this gum ball machine outside of this antique store. Until we looked closer and realized the gumballs were also antiques.

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And then Cinderella's carriage turned into a pumpkin.  

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So we ended the day by paying $632 for yogurt at the place that weighs it by the pound and refuses to give you a container smaller than a wheelbarrow. Good times. :)

Behind the Scenes

Behind the Scenes