Tips for Disney with a Tiny Human


We decided last week to take Em to Disney for the first time and I can not tell you how happy it made my mama heart.

We have passes so we’re able to go all year, when we want, but I wanted to make sure she was walking/knew something was up the first time we took her. Since we live so close, we were able to let her have her normal nap routine at home and headed out after lunch.

I wanted to meet Mickey, but I checked for Fast passes on Sunday MORNING, for Monday and the only time they had left was 8:40PM on Monday. Absurd. The wait time was also 75 minutes when we got there, so we decided to save Mickey until next time. Here’s hoping mommy remembers to get the Fast pass a week early.

15181440_10153884640702096_8361620285799338901_nThis is pure joy.

She loved all the Christmas decorations, another reason we waited to go. Christmas freak mom over here, and it was totally worth it. She also totally loved the parade. Who knows what she was talking about but she kept yelling in excitement at it. Honestly, my heart exploded.


We were only at Disney for maybe five hours and that was enough for us. Em’s teething so we had a couple moments, and since she’s totally walking now that’s all she wants to do, which means she wasn’t a giant fan of being in the stroller.

Since I’m obviously an expert now on Disney with a tiny human, I figured I’d share some tips. Now these are not, ride this ride at this time kind of tips. These are more of your common sense type tips if you will. So here we go.

-Do not go to Disney with a tiny human.
“Wait, what.”
The only reason we went was because we have passes and we live 25 minutes away. Which means, if things went south we could just leave, no harm no foul. If you’re able to make a short trip, do the thing. If not, maybe plan for the future. I looked around at moms and families on the struggle bus with tiny humans and my heart broke. No one said you have to take them to Disney before their old enough to handle it, no one. Trying to work around nap schedules and feeding times sounds miserable to me. So don’t. I promise you that Disney is going to be there in five years, and ten and twenty. Why not wait until they can remember (most) of it. I mean, lets not even get into a convo on how expensive a trip to Disney is. Spend the money when you can enjoy it all.

But if you do go to Disney with a tiny human:

-Don’t do too much in one day. We rode two rides and watched one parade. That was enough, actually, that was all Em could handle. Over stimulation is a real thing, and I could tell by the end she was getting to her breaking point. Space things out.

-Head to the Dumbo/Minnie greeting place for some breathing room. Disney is packed. Every day, all day. But we found that the back little corner of the park seemed to be less crowded than the rest, and we were able to let Em get out and walk around without the fear of her getting lost. In fact, if we’re being honest here, I think playing with the bushes and leaves there was her favorite part.

-Get Fast Passes. Even then you’ll still wait 15-20 minutes but it’s way better than an hour. How anyone can do that with a human under five boggles my mind, and I raise my glass to you.

-Remember that your tiny human isn’t going to remember a single moment of this. So stop stressing about it not being perfect. For example. We haven’t had rain here for a month and it poured the day we went. Lolz.

-Bring back ups to your back ups. This is something I kind of did. We had back up pants, but when Em played in a puddle (so cute) I did not have a back up of pants for her to wear when she sat in said puddle. Oops.

-Bring snacks, snacks and more snacks. Plan out your meals. We actually brought a dinner for Em because I wasn’t sure how the food would go for her. In my opinion we’re still a little ways away from a cheese burger and fries, so it was easy for me to bring a grilled cheese for her. Actually it was a deconstructed uncooked grilled cheese but she loved it. Plus, no stress at dinner time.

-Drink water, drink water drink water. And make sure your tiny gets some too!

-If you make the trip, do it during Christmas time. Everything is decorated and it’s magical.

-Have fun and remember you’re at THE happiest place on earth! I know that some families plan and plan these trips and do have little ones, which is so totally ok. Remember that things aren’t going to go according to plan, it’s going to be hot (seriously remember this) but you’re with your family and you’re making those life long memories. Even if some of them won’t remember. So do all the things, meet all the characters, and make sure to see the fireworks. Those are worth the trip alone.

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The Future Freaks Me Out

It’s not a secret that we’re living in some dark times, and I honestly don’t mean to be “that person”, but let’s just be real here for a second.

We’ve got wars going on, people flying planes into buildings, shooting up nightclubs (and other establishments that I’m not even going to type out), Police officers being shot for doing their jobs, racism rearing it’s such ugly head, two people running for President that are literally the worst.

Is there so much left that’s good? Yes, the answer, I pray, will always be yes.


That’s the thing.

Mamas, we have got to pray for the future of our children. The world that they’ll grow up in, the people they’ll become. In total honesty, it all freaks me out a little.
Ok a lot.

I’ve been working on praying for Em’s future lately. Specifically that she’d grow up and know Jesus. That she’d follow Him, be an example of Him. And that’s about as far as I get.
Because I think that’s the most important.

Do I want her to do well in life? Go to college, get a good job, get married, give me a ton of grand babies? You bet. But above all of that. I want her to have a strong relationship with the Lord.

Because who knows what this world will look like in ten to twenty years.

The future freaks me out, but I have a hope that is ever lasting. My human emotions sometimes get the best of me, but I’m quieted so often by the reminder that no matter what…no matter what happens in the world, no matter who gets elected. I’m ok. We’re ok. Our children, when we raise them up in Christ, will be ok.


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Pumpkin Patching

We took Em to a pumpkin patch the other night and although I was a sweaty tired mess from chasing and scooping her up the whole time, we had so much fun. It’s defiantly a new family tradition.

She was far more enamored with the hay on the ground than the actual pumpkins, but I’ll take it because hello. This outfit is too much. Trendy baby alert.

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This was when she saw another tiny human.

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When you try, and try to get a “mom blogger” picture.


Getting a picture with a one year old is hard. Her shirt is unbuttoned haha


THESE TWO. My whole heart.


Happy Fall! Do you have any family fall traditions?

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It Just Gets Better


As a mom, you’ll loose count of the times, “It just goes by too quickly!” will come out of your mouth.
Because I’m here to tell you it honestly does.
Somehow, I have a one year old.

And this is a big but here.
Just because it goes by quickly, doesn’t mean it’s not amazing.

For the first year of Ems life I did a chalk board of what was going on with her that month, and every time I wrote it, I couldn’t help but get so happy looking at the tiny human she was becoming. Each month she grew physically, but so did her personality, and all the little weird things she does.

It just got better and better.
And keeps getting better and better.

I miss those newborn snuggles. I do not miss getting up every 3-4 hours.
I miss the stage where I could just put her in her mamaroo and get the kitchen cleaned. But I love that she “helps” me know. *Not helping making a bigger mess, but makes me laugh doing it so I’ll take it.*
I’m not going to miss this almost walking still wants to be held stage, but I’m also terrifyingly excited about her walking all on her own. SO SOON.

If I could go back and replay every day over again thus far I would. But I’d watch and know that things just kept getting better.

Sometimes it’s fun to think about the future with Emily. Walking, running, talking in full sentences, and I honestly can’t wait for any of it.

So if you’re a new mom having those “please don’t grow up” feelings, know that you’re not alone. But. I can tell you. It’s going to be amazing the bigger they get.

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Winning Mom Moments


Emily is one. Which means things are getting pretty interesting around here.
We’ve talked about how we’ll parent our children before, but when you’re in the thick of things, your mind might change. For instance.

Before Em was born I was really admit about how little tv I wanted her to watch.
Go ahead, you can laugh at me.
But I read all the articles about how you shouldn’t let them watch tv until their two.
Now I’m laughing with you.

Obviously Em watches tv. Sesame Street is my saving grace some days. So while I changed my opinion on that, there are somethings I haven’t changed my opinion on.

Like reprimanding my child.

Here’s a fun story for you.

The other day Em was eating dinner and started banging on her high chair like a barbarian. Vegetables went flying. Peas this way, carrots that way.
I immediatly told her no.
To which she just continued doing what she was doing.
I tried again, “Emily, no!”.

The banging continued.

I tried two more times and then finally went over to her and started to say “No”, while moving her hand down by her side.

Finally, I gave her a little smack on the hand.


I had to turn around and walk away from laughing back at her.

Now some of you might still be caught up on the whole I hit my kid thing, something I was raised with that I’ll do with my kids, BUT WHAT HAPPENS WHEN IT DOESN’T WORK.

She’s super sassy right now. Which is equally funny and terrible. But you guys, she laughed at me. Like from the belly giggled laughed at me.

I feel as if I should prepare for the worst at this point.
I’m winning as a mother when I try to reprimand my child and she laughs at me.

That’s what kids are put on this earth for, right? To make us laugh?

For now, I’ll just be off consulting all the parenting books on how to tell your kid no without saying the words and still making them feel like a rainbow.

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Emily Mae // 12 Months


No, it’s fine. I have a one year old. I’m fine.

Cries in the corner. 

So here we are! The last update. Because as much as I’d love to be “that mom” who keeps this thing going until she’s 18, it’s not going to happen.

+Pulling herself up and crawling everywhere. She took a little while to crawl on all fours, she’s been shuffling and army crawling for a while, but finally got up right around her birthday. And homegirl can book it. She loves to walk along the couch and fireplace, and can move with the little walker helper thing we got her. Technical term of course.

+Got dedicated to the Lord! Such an amazing thing to do. I can write a whole post on this…probably should. But! God has chosen US to be her mom and dad. To raise her up in Him. So cool. And so lucky because she’s the best.

+Still chomping down with eight teeth. Although I think the ninth is on the way…today.

+Made it through her first hurricane! Looking at you Hermine. Which I called Hermione all weekend. Mommy on the other hand, had a panic attack when it came through. But we’re all good.

+She is so excited that football is finally back! She watches it. Duh.

+Officially off formula *choirs sing songs of praise*. Not off the bottle yet, mommy isn’t ready. But we’re working on it.

+Loves to go get the mail in her new pink car and swing on her new swing set. Grandmas for the win.

+Got her first virus. That sucked.

+Celebrated her first birthday! Elmo themed party. Pictures to follow later.


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Be that happy


This. Is pure joy, ya’ll.

Like, nothing else in the world matters joy.

I need that. And thank God this little girl brings it to me.

Having a baby does a lot to you. Emotionally, you’re a crazy person. Physically, you want to go back in time and slap your size 4 self for ever saying “does this make me look fat?” Mentally, you wonder if you’ve been removed and placed on a different planet. Or again, a crazy person.

But it also brings you so much joy.

Because if you can’t look at a baby smiling in a swing and not be happy, there’s something wrong with you.

I need to choose this happy more. This grin from ear to ear happy that Em has 99.9% of the time. Life is easier and more fun when you’re happy. Look it up, I’m sure that’s a fact.
In a world where there’s so much to be unhappy about, or in my case lately it’s been annoyed it. People, things, situations (looking at you Kaepernick…aka bonehead of the decade). I know I run the risk of beings super cliche right now but I’ll say it anyways, we’ve all got a choice when we wake up in the morning to be this kind of happy, or not.

Do I think we need to disregard our feelings, or not show emotion, no. But I do think it’s silly to let things spiral into a whole day wasted on cruddy feelings.

I get into my own head a lot. Sometimes I blame the fact that I don’t get a lot of human interaction…ok with humans that talk in complete sentences. I think about things, people, negative situations way too much. At the risk of sounding like a crazy person, lately I start singing a child’s television show theme song to stop. Doc, Mickey, Sesame Street. They loop around. I know this is nuts but it helps. Also makes me think of Em, also makes me stop thinking and dwelling on things, also makes me happy.

We all need to come up with ways to get the crap out of our heads. A song, a run, cooking, whatever it might be, find it.

Because we all need to be this happy. Life is too short (there I go clicheing again.) to let it all bother us so much. I’ve got too much to be thankful for, you have too much to be thankful for to spend the day unhappy.

Then He said, “I tell you the truth, unless you turn from your sins and become like children, you will never get into the Kingdom of Heaven. – Matthew 18:3

Children just see the happy. They have the utmost joy in sitting in a swing for 10 minutes. Like nothing else in the world matters.

Joy. Happiness. Joy.

Can we all just turn and run from responsibilities, of course not. But we can view them differently. Like we’re about to get on the swings, squealing with excitement. I think it’s juts all perspective, ya’ll.

I want and need this happy.


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The most important job

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Being a mom is a job. Do I think it’s the best and most fun job on the planet, you bet. I might not get paid in dollars, and to be super cliche here I’ll just say it. I get paid in giggles and kisses.
But this is my job.

From the minute I open my eyes, to the second they close.

This weekend we had Em dedicated at church. She of course flashed that giant smile of hers to the congregation, and was the best baby while it all went down.

I have to be honest and say that I don’t remember what the pastor said. The whole day was such a blur and I think I was on emotional mommy overload.

But thank goodness for little sissy’s who videotape the whole thing. Or record…whatever the kids are calling it these days.

I just watched it back and cue the tears.

“Father bless this vibrant and energetic little girl, Jesus spread your strength and courage on her, and bless her in the name of the Father, Son and the Holy Spirit. And bless these parents Lord for the job you’ve given them”. 

I don’t know about any other parents, but this job brings me so much joy and terrifies me all at the same time. I’ll go ahead and say it. It’s the most important job out there. It’s certainly the most important job I’ll ever have. The choice I’ve made to be a parent, that any parent has made, is huge.

I’ve thought a lot about Ems future the last couple of days. I rented a book on Steve Jobs from the library and told her I wanted her to invent the next iPhone. I realize that no matter what she does, or how much or little money she’ll ever make I can only ask one thing of her.

To love Jesus more than anyone, or anything.

And it’s my job as her mama to show her what that looks like. So that one day, I pray sooner rather than later, she can make the decision to do the same.

“Love God, your God, with your whole heart:
love Him with all that’s in you, love Him with all you’ve got! 
Write these commandments that I’ve given you today on your hearts.
Get them inside of you, and then get them inside your children.
Talk about them wherever you are, sitting at home or walking in the street;
talk about them from the time you wake up in the morning to when you fall into bed at night.
Tie them on your hands and foreheads as a reminder;
inscribe them on the doorposts of your homes and on your city gates.”
-Deuteronomy 6:5-9 MSG


Is it a lot of pressure on me to make sure my children come to know the Lord so they’ll spend eternity in Heaven with me? Yea. That sentence in fact has so much weight.
But ya’ll. I am honored to have been chosen to be Emily’s mom and get to do this.

Do I want to be a cool mom (and not a regular mom), you bet. Do I want to be known as the fun mom in the neighborhood (who makes the best chocolate chip cookies?), you bet. But.
I’d give up all the cool points and cookies to make sure my children come to know Jesus.

T for time out. If you don’t get the phrases in parentheses I don’t know you.

Some people think it’s force full to push their beliefs on their children. And while I can understand that logic, I want to make sure I use words only when necessary when it comes to Jesus, and always let my actions do the work. We’ll read the Word together but I won’t shove it down throats. But in the end, if it means heaven or hell. I’m going to turn blue in the face if it means pointing them to Jesus.

Being a parent comes with a huge job.

One that I’m honored to have.


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Happy first birthday, Emmy Mae!


I am officially the mother of a one year old. I’m still trying to figure out exactly how this happened. How a year ago we welcomed this sweet girl into the world, and now she’s ready to explore it all.

The last year of my life has been better than I ever could have imagined, and if you’re a parent you get exactly what I’m saying. I’m convinced there’s nothing better in life than being a mom. Even through the sleepless newborn nights, and the teething…I’d do it over and over a hundred times.

I don’t think I understood what joy really meant until Em got here. More often than not we joke that her cheeks must hurt all the time from smiling because I’m not lying when I tell you she smiles all the time. My Instagram isn’t full of just perfectly timed photos, that’s how she is all the time. She is joy. She’s shown me that life is meant to be slow, taken one day one minute at a time so you don’t miss anything.

Because, and I’m speaking from experience here now, it goes by too damn quick.

I couldn’t have ever imagined a year ago, holding her for the first time that this is what life would turn out like. Sitting in that hospital, praying I didn’t have to ever leave, turned into a joke because of how wonderful she’s been as a baby. The fears we had all dissolved after that first snuggle.

I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again, I was made to be a mama. And I am so thankful that God has let me be this girls mama. Watching her grow over the last year has been the biggest gift we could have ever been given. From holding her head up, to sitting up, to army crawling, to pulling herself up, and now walking with help. Ya’ll it’s amazing.

Happy FIRST Birthday, Emmy Mae!

We love you more than you’ll ever know!

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Emily Mae // 11 months



+We’re officially standing and pulling up on everything. Just this morning I put her in her crib for her morning nap and looked at the monitor to see her standing up in her crib. It’s the beginning of the end, as they say.
She loves the whole standing thing, I think it’s the independency she likes. We’ve figured this out because she does not like to be sitting for a long time. Gone are the days of her sitting still.

+Em eats anything you put in front of her, which I’m taking as a huge win. Chicken, beef, fish, veggies, most fruit. Turns out she loves bread. I have no idea where she got that from. Crackers and graham crackers are our go to lately for a quiet Emily. In church while communion is being served, Em wants to chat about life, give her a cracker. Out to dinner and someone wants to know why mom and dad are eating and she isn’t? Cracker time.

+We’ve introduced shoes. In fact, when I took this photo it was the first time Em has worn shoes…seriously. She’s a Florida baby, shoes aren’t required.

+Em is SO excited to be getting another cousin! No longer the ‘baby cousin’! Due in February. Em can’t wait to be the older cousin now!

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