Kansas City Turns RED

What an exciting time it is to live in Kansas City and to be a Kansas City Chiefs fan! All over the city photo ops are popping up and you know me, I have to plan our weekends around seeing and getting the shots while we could. The first one popped up at Power and Light so I suggested to Justin that we we head down there to eat at County Road Ice House before Logan's basketball game. I knew if I threw in some BBQ, he'd be game!

& then we played the Titans--

and we won, so more popped up all over the city and the best ones, at Union Station. We had plans to see one Madelyn play basketball one Friday night but because school was canceled we decided to turn it into a taco and photo night with the Dalboms--the excitement in the city was BURSTING--KC is headed to the Super Bowl.

A new "home" & a Mega Mission

Today the boys and I, along with many friends and 100s of volunteers, came together for the MLK Mega Mission Serve Day—Where we packaged over 30,000 meals to help tackle hunger internationally, filled more than 1,000 bag lunches to assist the homeless in KC and made Valentines for Veterans.

As a family we have been looking for a new church to call home and my heart was tugging us towards Rez West--the United Methodist church that's only about 2 miles or so away from our home. We had only been attending for 2 weeks but it already felt so right. And it was so heartwarming to see so many families—of all ages working so hard. It most certainly was the most meaningful 2.5 hours we’ve spent together in a long time.

“The time is always RIGHT to do the RIGHT thing.” -Martin Luther King Jr

More LOVE. Less HATE.

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

A New Year & Some Ink

So I did a thing yesterday...

At 37, I got my first, and probably only, tattoo.

This wasn’t an impulsive decision, I’ve actually wanted and talked about getting one for a long time but I just didn’t know what to get. I wanted something that was meaningful and spoke to me.

Over the last few years throughout our journey with ADHD, and honestly, just raising kids in general, I’ve found a deeper appreciation for the word GRACE. I’ve learned that showing even the littlest amount of grace can make all the difference, whether that’s with Kaden or Logan, Justin, our family or friends or even myself.

Showing grace to someone is showing them kindness that they haven’t earned. And sometimes it’s hardest to give grace to the people who are closest to us. Maybe that’s because we have higher expectations for them or we are so familiar to them that we just don’t think about the importance of extending grace to them.

I don’t want to overlook the importance of this and so, I did a thing.

grace upon grace.

Seeing Twenty Twenty

It's a new year, 2020. This year marks 20 years since I graduated high school which is hard to believe and yet, here we have a 10 year old and an 8 year old. 

We typically go bowling on the first day of the year but the weather was gorgeous and as we took out to find somewhere new to eat, we ended up right next to the ice skating rink. As we were eating the boys were begging to go, so we flipped the script and we went ice skating. Or shall I say the boys and I did, Justin remained a spectator. And as much as the boys wanted to be great at ice skating, they just weren't all that good. There was lots of holding onto me (which I managed to stay up on my feet the whole time), rail holding and sliding through water puddles--remember it was super warm for January 1st. At the end we were all still happy we gave it go, we just might stick to bowling though.