Hard to believe we met in our 20’s and are now staring down 40. Well, one of us is. I still have a couple of years left. 😉
This has been the hardest year of our married lives, and one of the hardest of our whole lives – it feels unfair at times because at our age, it seems like we should have started to figure things out.
I hope this period of growth is something we can look back on as the start of something even better than what we already knew.
So many of the photos I found were of Cylon in Dad mode:
helping kids,
holding kids, carrying them where they needed to go. 
And smiling with them.
Happy 40th Birthday to the precious soul I am privileged to do life with.
One of my favorite projects I’ve done with the kids was our watercolor silhouettes.
We started out in a dark room with white 8×11″ card stock, a pencil, and a flashlight.
The person whose profile I was tracing stood in front of blank wall (or in our case, a door) while the other person was about ten feet back from them holding the flashlight. You can use painter’s tape to hold the paper up while you trace.
I had my six year old at the time hold the flashlight. If I had it to do over again, I might have rigged some kind of tripod up to hold the flashlight, as there were a lot of moving parts between the flashlight and the subject! A benefit to having an actual person hold the flashlight is that they can move forward or back to help get the outline on the paper to be crisp, and the right size. I recognize that this is super low tech, but it was part of the fun of the project for us.
(Photo Credit: P. Furniss)
One could argue that as a mostly SAHM with a part-time job that I wear scrubs for, my personal style doesn’t matter. And really, it doesn’t.
I leave my house to go grocery shopping and take my kids to activities or to the library. I go out on dates with my husband or leave the house by myself about twice a month. And when I say go out by myself, I usually mean, solo grocery shopping. I go to church on Sunday. Otherwise, I’m almost never Out In Public.
A lot of life feels like a struggle right now. Home school burnout has been bubbling up for a couple of years now. There are a lot of littles in our house. I get overstimulated. I’m struggling internally because I have everything I need and almost everything I want, and I’m still anxious and depressed.
Life feels hard, and no matter what I wear.
A few days ago, my oldest daughter was at a church event with kids her age all day. Not long after, she mentioned to me quietly that she found out that day that she was the only kid there with only one pair of shoes.
I asked her a few questions, and more information came out about what had happened over the next day or so.
I felt really sad that it was at a church function where my kid began to feel insecure about Stuff. I had to think about it for a while before I came back to her about it.
