grateful fridays

This week I've been thankful for friends who loan you tractors when yours is in the shop. 

For libraries and monthly book goals. 

For new milestones (hi wave!) and county fairs.

And for an hour at the pool when it's 100+ degrees outside. 

Rhett ins't so sure about the water yet - but we're hoping he starts to love sunscreen and splashing soon. 

'Gratitude turns everything into enough.'

Happy Friday, friends! 


new season!

I can't believe it's Thursday! I have a hard time keeping track of the days with my new schedule.

New schedule meaning that I have a new job.

New job meaning that I stay at home with Rhett now.

Give me all the heart eyes! All the praise hands! All the wisdom.

It's not even been a month, so I'm not fully sure of what staying at home looks like for us, but here are a couple hypothetical options.

Overachieving stay at home mom: This entails waking up before Rhett wakes up. Getting my workout in and shower and putting on makeup. I start a load of laundry and pour a cup of coffee and sit down and do my devotions while my hair dries. Then I start cooking bacon and eggs for Shane! And make his lunch for him! And put real pants on! I text 5 people to get a playdate on the calendar and start making dinner at lunchtime.

Underachieving stay at home Mom: Shane kisses me on the forehead (you know - morning breath) as he leaves for work at 8:00 and Rhett is laying next to me in bed. I stay there until he wakes up at 9:45. My favorite morning show is on (KLG and Hoda) and Rhett and I snuggle until 11:00 with no plan of doing anything the rest of the day. I'm still in my robe. Why does Shane need clean jeans!

Honestly, neither of those are really my cup of tea. But you know what is?

Playing music throughout the day instead of having the TV on.
Not having a tight schedule and having low expectations.
Lots of grace.
Drinking coffee in the afternoon and writing instead of taking a nap when Rhett naps.
Meal planning and cooking.

I know, that last one surprised me too.

Someone at playgroup told me that it will take a year to know if staying at home is right for me - and I was so grateful that she shared that with me because I legitimately thought I'd have it figured out in a couple weeks.


So - any new recipes, tips or encouragement you want to send my way would be fantastic.

I'm excited for this new season - mostly because I have a feeling that a lot of learning and growth will be involved. Let's do it!


{grateful fridays}

This week I've been thankful for morning story time. 

For lemon bread and coffee during thunderstorms. 

For temperatures in the 60's that require blankets and long sleeves for walks. 

For Shane's desire to teach Rhett the difference between weeds and grass.

And for outdoor concerts with friends. 

"Gratitude turns everything into enough."

Have a great weekend!  


afternoon thoughts.

My biggest dilemma yesterday was not being able to find my hair tie and contemplating wearing clips to the grocery store. I sent a snapchat to my sister to see if she approved and her response was "How about you wear your hair down and then while you're at the store, buy more hair ties!"

My biggest dilemma today?
Rhett's super long arms grabbing my coffee cup, spilling it all over him and the couch. And while I cleaned that up I heard water gushing in the bathroom and found him pulling down on the toilet handle and water was running everywhere. And just now I opened the pantry and spaghetti noodles went flying.

So, instead of cleaning up the mess, I'm googling blueberry patches so I can be out of the house tomorrow.



Happy Monday afternoon! How was everyones weekend? 

I found stretch marks on my forearm yesterday, so there’s that. Shane was actually sitting right by me when it happened. He thought it was funny and I found it horrifying. 

“Its because you’re shrinking!”

I’m sure thats it. 

We kicked off last Friday with a date. Shane wore khakis and I wore a dress that flowed perfectly when I walked.  My favorite part was the German wine and the bread. I could have sat there all night feasting on those two things, sitting across from my guy in plaid. I realized today that instead of documenting the date by taking pictures of ourselves, I took pictures of the flowers/plants that I want in my yard. 

Come to Mama! 

Saturday we mowed the lawn and started a project on the porch. Here’s the backstory: one of the pillars was sinking into the porch and we didn't know if it was structural or cosmetic. But much to our dismay, when Shane ripped off the base board we were greeted with mold and a rotten piece of wood that was supposed to be holding up the roof.  

Then I did what I do best and started crying right there on the porch. I think this happens because last fall I brought home a baby and didn’t have a kitchen floor? Who knows.  I also blame this on being an optimist, because instead of preparing for the worst case scenario, I always try and think of the best case scenario and then the worst case scenario laughs in my face like a big ol jerk. 

Anyway, Sunday morning we were on our way to our second home (Menards!), with determination and a list. 

Turns out adulting means you spend your weekends working on your own little piece of the american dream - and sometimes going on a date and wearing a pretty dress. 

Cheers to that! 


perry on the fourth.

It's Brelsford tradition to spend the Fourth of July in Perry, stuffing your face with special k bars that taste like Jesus himself made them. We leave early in the morning to get there in time for the parade and this year I made Shane stop the car in the driveway to take a picture of the flag that he put up the night before.

I love a good flag.

Every time I hang out with Shane's Dad's family I try and pinpoint why exactly I love my time spent with them so much.

Is it because no one seems stressed?
Is it the strawberry pretzel salad?
Is it because they encourage taking a nap in the afternoon?

Yes, yes and yes.

It was Rhett's first year and I'm fairly certain he had a good time because he ignored me trying to take his picture so he could see the trucks. Side note: I know I had a good time because I had to unbutton my pants on the ride home to sit comfortably.

No worries, I already set a reminder on my phone to wear elastic waisted shorts next year.

My heart can't even handle this photo of the boys. Watching them grow up together is going to be the best. 

Here comes Chucks truck! Isn't she pretty?

I think it's a she.

Once again I choked up as it slowly drove by. All of us hootin' and hollerin' with smiles as big as Texas plastered on our faces. In that moment, you can literally feel us coming together like thread being woven. This family is strong and they love each other in an incredible and compassionate way.  If there's one thing that I want my kids to remember from spending the 4th in Perry - it's that.

Oh, and that you'll get pelted with 2 pounds of candy if you're not careful.

After the parade we always go visit Shane's Dad's grave.

That middle picture is Rhett's "I just had a major blowout and you get to change it!" face.

We spent the remainder of the day eating and catching up at Eldon and Elaines. They moved into town from their farm this past year, and while I missed the big maple trees and the "friendly" softball game, we still had a great time.

And I don't know if I've ever introduced the world wide web to these 2 ladies, but you want them in your life. Kelly (on the right) makes the best cavatelli and always has a glass of wine handy. And I could spend all night talking with Barb. She's wise and witty and I love her.

Oh, and we got a dog.


His name is Max and he has gray hair all over his face and Rhett squeals when we play fetch.

Basically the perfect addition to our family.

Pst! You can read a past 4th recap here. You're welcome. 


the longest day

Last night, after we put Rhett to bed, Shane and I went outside to do our nightly routine; which looks like me watering the tomato and pepper plants, and Shane watering the radishes.

Simple. Easy. Just the way I like it.

I should probably point out that Shane has to remind me every day to water the plants.

"Kallie, did you water the tomatoes today?"

"Uh. No." 

Then I usually get all offended and upset because I'm an adult and can do adult things (besides keeping plants alive).

Maybe if I had a chore chart with stickers I'd be better at doing it on my own. Except instead of earning cheap toys the prizes could be a camper, weekend getaways, new boots and hot tamales.

I can't wait to water the tomatoes tonight!

Anyway - somehow we ended up sitting outside watching the lightening bugs for almost an hour, talking about life and how we need to be nicer to each other. We had no idea that it was the longest day of the year, but couldn't get over how the pink sky was melting into oranges and blues. Incredible.

Later, when Shane realized it was the longest day of the year, he said, "Let's celebrate that day every year by sitting outside together, just me and you." 

Of course Shaner. Of course.

Also, when can I have another one of your babies?
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