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I can try.

I have three beautiful boys, who I love dearly, and my friends they are BOYS. They wrestle, play for hours in the mud, build forts, wrestle some more, love superheroes, shoot everything, “hunt” around the house constantly, build guns with their Legos, build superhero forts with their Legos…you get the idea.

We watch the Disney channel, and every time a “you can do it, princess” commercial comes on they yell about not being a princess and I get upset. Disney seems to be consumed with swinging the pendulum as far possible in, whatever direction, the feminist movement happens to be swinging. Our culture, seems to be determined to loudly swing the pendulum the other way. As a mom of boys, I find it massively frustrating, unfair, puzzling, confusing.

I grew up in a home where I was constantly encouraged. I was also disciplined, when I was being naughty…, given responsibilities and expectations. But, when I wanted to try something, I never heard from my parents that I could not do it for any reason. I was not given  a false belief that I literally could do everything, but if I thought I wanted to try something, my parents rallied behind me.

My mom was, and is, a doer. She went on adventures, traveled, camped in Alaska for months by herself, and moved across the country by herself. My dad was, and is, a doer. He became a commercial diver and traveled working, went to the bottom of the ocean and has some crazy stories! They both traveled around Europe. They met, fell in love, and got married three months later. They both are big dreamers and are excited about their life together. As a team.

Not once did I ever feel less than because I’m a woman, not once have I ever seen my mom back down because she is a woman, not once have I ever seen my dad treat a woman as less than because she is a woman. Not once did my brother ever treat a woman as less than because she is a woman.

My husband is my favorite. One time I tried to play helpless (not a clue why) and he looked at me like I was nuts and told me I could do it, so do it. When I told him I wanted to go back to school, he was my biggest cheerleader. He has supported me as a stay at home mom, by choice. He has listened to me go on for hours about what I would love to do and encouraged me to keep moving forward. I have never seen my husband look at anyone as less than because of their physical appearances. I have never heard of him speak of anyone as less than because of their physical appearance, the fact that they are female.

There is a new shirt at Target, Strong Like Mom, which is great. But, why would I not want my sons to be like their dad? Why would I not want them to emulate the character of a man who I love more than words could ever explain? Someone who I respect day in and day out. Someone who I have grown to love more and more over our, nearly, thirteen years together. Someone who loves me well, respects me, makes me laugh, holds me while I cry, fights for me and loves God above all else. Why would I not want them to seek to be like him?

My boys know I’m strong. They see me as capable, hard working, loving, a teammate for my husband, and someone who loves God above all else. They love lifting weights with me, running alongside me, celebrating with me when I finally finished my degree! They see me cry and wrestle with God on the hard things, and praise Him for all of it. I don’t need to protest in the streets to prove that point.

When I see women aggressively attacking men, because they are men, I am offended. In all of the jobs I have had, I have received equal pay, equal treatment, and not once questioned whether or not we were on the same playing field. If there was a time that a man has made a joke at a woman’s expense, there has always been a man to shut him up and defend women. Women rant and rave about “man colds”. When my husband is sick, he is SICK. He had pneumonia for part of December and all of January, he did not miss one day of work, struggled to breathe, but still participated fully in our home and in his classroom (he’s an elementary school teacher).

I am proud to be his wife. I am proud to be mom to our boys. I am honored that I get to stay at home with them during this time and that my husband encourages me to do so, and works so hard for me to be able to.

I am proud to be raising my boys the way we are. I do not want them to treat girls, young ladies, ladies as anything less than. Ever. They will respect women, and not because they are women, but because they are human. Do I want them to treat women differently than men? Yes, I do. Because we were created differently. We have different strengths and weaknesses (physically, emotionally, mentally). Because God designed it that way. IT. IS. GOOD.

I still believe I can try. I told my dad I wanted to write a book, he thought that was fantastic and immediately started working on a plan with me. I told my husband I wanted to get re-certified as a personal trainer, he thought that was fantastic and encouraged me to do so. He also encouraged me to look at master’s degrees, so I can fulfill my ultimate dream of being a counselor.

People that tell you, you can’t, are NOT people you need in your life. People that are not encouragers of you and your dreams, are NOT people you need in your life.

Look for people that will cheer you on. Look for people that will push you. Look for people that will come alongside you and work with you. Then grow with them.

My goals! Let’s stay accountable.

Goals, goals, goals!!!!

I’m a little late joining the party, but! I figure if I post here and make my goals internet public, maybe I’ll be held more accountable.

Last year I discovered Lara Casey’s PowerSheets and I fell in love with them! She is someone that is FOR people, she is an encourager and wants to see people succeed. I’m drawn to people like that, those that truly care for others and not just their bottom line. (Fully realizing that as a business owner, she cannot help but have one.) This year when they opened their shop with the 2017 “intentional goal planner”, I jumped on it and got one as an early Christmas gift. (I put a link down on the bottom! Also, in no way do I get any kind of kick back for this, I just love the products.)

Lara breaks your goals down in such a way that makes small ones feel hugely important and big ones completely tangible. I’m excited for 2017.

My goals are somewhat varied but after completing my biggest one last year (finishing my bachelor’s degree! yay!), this year is filled with day-to-day goals, relationship growth, and letting go of what I cannot control. At least releasing my iron grip a bit so my knuckles no longer glow white. SO! Here are my goals, in no particular order of importance or completion date:

Goal 1: Read my shelf of books. As I got closer to my graduation date I started collecting books that I wanted to read or re-read. I’ll post my list later. So excited to simply read for fun!

Goal 2: Overnight adventure with Ry (my hubs). Since becoming parents (over seven years ago) we have not gone away together. Neither of us regret not having done this, but our kids are at an age and point in our asthma journey, that we can reasonably do this now.

Goal 3: “Tour” Washington and see friends. The state I grew up in and called home for half my life, still brings so much joy to me and is home to many dear, amazing friends! I’m excited to journey through it this summer.

Goal 4: Colossians. I feel very vulnerable putting this one out there. Super, hardcore, my cheeks are red, NERVOUS. Ever since I can remember I wanted to be a writer. When I was a kid I would create my own newspapers, magazines, and books. I would interview my dad and make up story lines for my stuffed animals. These days, I want to write for women. So, this year I am going to write a devotional for the book of Colossians. Whether or not it sees the light of day, I will be doing this.

Goal 5: Read the Bible in 90 days! I have already started this one and I am so excited about it! I love spending time in the Word and it is really exciting to be reading through it again. A couple of summers ago a very dear girlfriend gave me the plan and devotional to go with it. She is such a gift, at the time I was overwhelmed with life and school and family and I just could not do it. SO! I started January 5th. Here we go.

Goal 6: Run a 10k! I’m finally in decent enough shape again, my back isn’t killing me, my hip pain is down to a minimum and I am looking forward to my fitness journey opening up again. I have not figured out which one I’m doing yet, it’ll be happening this summer, but I’ll post back when I do! (No more babies are growing in my belly, unless God does something CRAZY.)

Goal 7: Harder 5 adventures! I love going on adventures with my 4 men, our boys are 7, 5.5, and almost 3! We have an awesome time together and love making memories. I’m looking forward to more, purposeful time together.

Goal 8: Apply for at least 3 Master’s programs. I’m still battling on the degrees that would help me go further in my dream, and those that are possibly the “should” degrees that would make for a more responsible, adulting decision. Those give me an icky taste in my mouth…obviously I need to work on this.

Goal 9: Hunt with Ry this fall. I love spending time with my husband! He loves to hunt, it’s been roughly six years since I’ve gone out hunting with him…due to babies, moving, lack of childcare. This year is going to be our year though! That said, he starts at 7,000 feet and goes up over 10,000 and typically hikes 8 to 12 miles a day. Throw an animal on your back and OH MY LANTA. I need to get in hunting shape. We have four grandparents volunteering this year to make it happen. YAY!

Goal 10: Pray with purpose ,on a daily basis. Not just in crisis. I have a beautiful prayer journal from Val Marie Paper. I LOVE IT! I used her 6 month journal the last six months of last year and this year I got the one year journal as a birthday gift. (I turned 33 last week!) It has help keep me accountable to those I am praying for, as well as giving me the gift of looking back and really seeing prayers answered. If you want to grow more in your prayer life this year, I would encourage you to check out her journals! She has pregnancy journals, adoption, marriage, 6 month and year long, and more!

Happy Monday to you!!! I’ll be back soon. 🙂

Journal Collection



A word that can be mighty deceiving. Rest can look different from person to person, but one thing is for certain, it is a must for all.

I’m getting ready to graduate with my Bachelor’s in Psychology (finally!!! After five years and two six month breaks in there) after ten moves in four years, one change in my major, the birth of our third child and all of the other little day to day life happenings.

I’m ready for some rest.

I am ready for life to slow down a tiny bit, to not lie awake at night wondering if I have done enough, panicking over my next paper, the books I have yet to read for class. Finally drifting off to sleep only to have one of our beautiful boys come “sneaking” in because they had a bad dream or the crazy Wyoming wind woke them up.

Rest with three little boys can be very difficult and hard to come by. Having one in school has allowed for a little bit of slowing…but only a little. Trying to keep the other two engaged and moving throughout the day can be a full time job. Struggling with the guilt of sitting down to do homework and not being totally available can be difficult. BUT it has also allowed for our youngest to learn to play by himself and our middle to make some (I think) amazing things with his Lego’s!

There is joy in the little day to day pieces, even though they might seem mundane at times, taking a break and looking around at our home (however frequently it changes) and the people that occupy it makes my heart soar. Our family pictures on the wall, the dirty boy shoes by the door, the artwork covering our fridge and the wall by our desk. Our calendar full of life’s reminders (because this mama forgets a LOT). Our kitchen table is frequently littered with my school books, all of the projects that happen throughout the day and the snacks that are inhaled by the boys. Life.

I woke yesterday with a tiny bit of panic, November 1st. 40 more days of school. Just over three weeks until Thanksgiving. About seven weeks until Christmas. Just over two months until I turn 33. My poor friend Suzanna has listened to my horror over the years going faster (and us getting older!!!) for the last five years, with my panic ever increasing. Each year goes by faster and I feel like I’m still trying to catch up. BUT! My “word” for the next two months, I decided, is rest. Because I need it. I need to put down my phone, I need to snuggle my boys a little longer, read the third, fourth or fifth book…play Lego’s a little more frequently throughout the day.


Because God say’s so.

For thus said the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel,
“In returning and rest you shall be saved; in quietness and in trust shall be your strength.”
Isaiah 30:15

I could always use a lot less of me and a whole lot more of Him; and if rest is the way I am going to get it, then here we go.