More to the Story


So, when I wrote a few days ago, I told you that we have officially settled into this “family of 4 thing”.  While that is 100% true, there may be a bit more to the story.


I’d say we’re about 50/50 as to how many people actually know the “more” part.  So let’s just make this social media official:

Our family moved to Georgia!

The gabby girl, talk forever and ever,  want to share every little detail, side of me is struggling to figure out how to share what is more than likely TMI (too much information) for one blog post.  To settle this side of me and help me rest better at night knowing that now we know that you know…(see I’m telling you it can get out of control quick) I’ve decided a bulleted list is the best plan of attack.

Bulleted List

*In our wedding vows we said, “Yes Lord, we are willing to go wherever and whenever you call…”

*ONE year later that meant a plane ride to begin life in Haiti!

*THREE years later we were back on U.S. soil serving with Crossings, a ministry we love.

*ONE and a half years after working with Crossings Trey was offered a position to serve alongside the North American Mission Board (NAMB).


*TEN Days ago we left our home in Western Ky and moved in with Yaya & Pops (Salter grandparents who live in GA!) while we house hunt and seek out our new community!

*EIGHT Days ago Trey had his first day at NAMB!


*Yes, your math is correct, that is 4 moves in 6 years of marriage.

*No, it is not in our “plans” to keep this pattern over the next 6 years, BUT we are keeping all our plans in pencil.

*Yes, I will always consider myself a KY girl but a little GA peach thrown in cannot hurt.

*Yes, packing, goodbyes, church searching, house hunting, building a new community…has its challenges.  I don’t recommend doing it “just for fun.” 

*Yes, we have gracious family to open their doors to us as we seek to settle, even if that means a lot of extra noise and even some throw-up our first night…

Shew, I feel better already!  Thank you blog therapy.

And, thank you sweet friends for caring enough to read this post.  It’s in these times of transition we are reminded how blessed we are.

Blessed by the Lord’s provision.  Blessed to see the Lord’s faithfulness in fulfilling the desires He places in our hearts.  Blessed to abide in Him and find that life is never dull…or predictable.  And finally, blessed that our family of 4 can rest well at night knowing He cares for us.

Over & out from the peachy state of GEORGIA!



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Month 9: Living It

9 months in…9 months out!  This little girl in our lives has gone from a dream that created a big ‘ol belly…


Into a sweet, content, beautiful baby.


The 9th month is a sort of mile marker for me.  I remember when Colby hit 9 months,  it was the month I finally felt like I “settled in” to being a mom.  I was comfortable with his routine, we had hit a groove, and our family of 3 just made sense.  The same thing has happened with Riley.

The “newness” of being the 4 of us has faded.  But the joy of having a baby girl, new giggles, and even a few more things to tote around with us just works now.  And for that, I am glad.

Not only does the 9th month mean a family groove, it has also been a mental mile marker that I have kept with both babies on my physical health as well.

One of my favorite workouts while pregnant was Denise Austins pregnancy DVD.  In her workout she is quick to remind us mommas, it took us 9 months to put on our additional weight, so we need to give ourselves time to lose that weight as well.

Those first few months after baby, the large lump (what a pleasant visual) of baby weight falls off easily.  But as I have seen with Colby, and am now seeing with Riley there is that last 5 – 10 pounds that are just stubborn.  For me, it has chosen to hang on in the tummy region…

My mom calls it the “mom pooch”.  She says it’s needed to help you hold your baby in the first several months of their lives.  She even says, if I’m lucky, it will return when I’m a Mimi to get to tote around grandbabies…I digress.

While my “mom pooch” might serve some time of purpose, I don’t plan to carry it around much longer.

This 9 month mile marker has been a “kick off” to some intense fitness in my day to day.  I am working out regularly and slowly bringing back my eating habits as well.  While I am excited to step up my fitness game and say bye bye to those few extra pounds, I am even more excited with the mental “feel good” boost I am experiencing.

This family of 4 and these little lads needs their momma to be on her “A” game…as much as possible.  Let’s be totally honest, there are still plenty of “those moments.”  You know the ones.


I have committed this month to the Living and Active challenge by Clare Smith.  It’s a challenge of accountability and encouragement in daily exercise as well as daily time in the Word.

I have just completed my first week and feeling good.  I’d love to share more with you if you need a fitness boost!  (And I always welcome the added accountability and encouragement!)

Alas, it’s month 9 and we are living it!

Riley Stats:

8 teeth

Sleeps all night!

Loves to share smiles


Laughs, a.lot.

No crawling yet…


And really not too excited about learning to crawl either.


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A Week or Two


For the past week or two I have been planning to write my monthly Riley update.  Only to sit down this afternoon and see, instead of being a week or two behind, I am a month or two behind!


Our sweet Riley Faye is 8 months old!


She is weighing in at 24 pounds.  This puts us in the 100th percentile for height/weight.

She has 4 teeth, and a lot more on the way.  This girl is a drooling machine.  I am changing her clothes (or leaving them off) on a regular basis due to the excess amount of spit being produced thanks to these new teeth.  This has also affected sweet girls sleep…

She is not fussy but just wakes up often throughout the night.  She’ll put herself back to sleep.  So, for that we are lucky.  But I know she’s ready to get back to a full nights sleep.

Her smile is contagious.  I know all these big new teeth are only going to make it that much better!

Riley is officially a “sitter.”  It’s taken her some time to even want to try to sit up, let alone figure out how to do it.


Insert mother confession:

It’s easy to see the steps other littles are taking and feel like she should be hitting these milestones as well.  I am constantly having to pull myself back to seeing what is best for Riley, period.  Today it may be a “late crawler”, tomorrow it may be a “slow reader”.  Our children are going to go their own pace and I pray that I learn to enjoy that pace with them and celebrate their milestones when they hit them, not when others say they should hit them.  That’s hard stuff y’all!

End confession.

Our girl is not a fan of vegetables.  She gets that from her momma…We are sticking strictly to a baby food only diet and doing our best to combine veggies in with her fruits.  Just wait until she tastes her first bit of chocolate, we are in trouble.

Colby is CRAZY about Riley Faye Chicka (this is what he calls her.)  Anytime she has a need he is right there with us to help meet it.  He loves to make her laugh.  Sometimes he will even get directly in her face and say, “Laugh Riley laugh…” and she does.

He is super protective of her as well, there are few people he will allow to hold her.  All in all, he does everything a big brother should.


It’s so much fun to watch them grow together.  Riley is very intrigued by Colby and hardly takes her eyes off of him.  (A lot of that may be for her own safety too, as Colby still struggles with being “gentle”).

Our days are far from dull.  Hints my failure to post for a “week or two.”  But, they are certainly blessed.  Until next time…happy 8 months Riley Faye!

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When your alarm sounds at 5:30 a.m. you know it’s the start of a not so ordinary day.  When I heard that not so sweet sound on my night stand I knew, no matter how bad I wanted to, I could not push snooze.  Instead it was time to quietly slide out from underneath my super warm covers and prepare myself both physically and emotionally for a very full morning.

A morning of anesthesia and hospital gowns.  Not for me, but for my 2.5 year old.  It was one of those moments in parenting where I couldn’t push away the thought of, “I wish it was me.”  I wish it was me the doctor would be checking and not my little guy.  I wish it was me who couldn’t eat breakfast because he was about to have “surgery.”

But, 5:36 a.m….no time for thoughts of empathy, simply time to do the next thing.

I proceeded to get myself ready while my husband woke our sleepy toddler.  “Where are we going daddy?”

No answer from daddy.

Sometimes it’s just best if we don’t find out things too early.  After a summer in and out of the pediatric office, the last thing he wanted to hear was we were going to check on his ears…again.

Fortunately our little guy was too sleepy to ask any more questions or request breakfast as we shuffled to the car at 6 a.m.  A quick kiss goodbye to daddy and baby sister and we were off.  We’ve known for a few weeks now that Colby needed tubes in his ears.

A simple, outpatient surgery.  It would be good for him.  No shots even needed.  But something about hospitals and surgery cause a mothers heart to beat a bit quicker.  I think it’s the unknown, or perhaps the lack of control.  (Like we ever really have control to begin with?)

We’d received the information we needed, we’d prayed with friends and family, and it was time.  So as I drove my little man down an empty early morning road doing my best to keep any feelings at bay, it was go time.  Which of course means country music on the radio…

As soon as we entered the hospital parking lot he immediately knew we were at the doctor.  But, with our toy moose in hand, he stepped out of the car and trusted me as we entered the office for check-in.

A few short minutes later we took an elevator to the second floor for surgery.

We were greeted by a sweet nurse who whispered to me above Colby’s head, “Does he know what he is here for?”

I politely smiled and whispered, “Not a clue.”

Without missing a beat she weighed Colby and did all the necessary checks before we met with the doctor.  Our little patient was then placed into his hospital gown, puppy dogs and all:


Not so sure about it all, I continued to do my best to distract and make everything seem super fun!  (All the while wishing the whole thing could just be over with.)

Our ENT doctor came in and chatted a minute and told Colby he would see him down the hall.  A few minutes later my sweet boy began to tell me he was ready to go home.  So, I did what any good mother would do, I bribed him with McDonald’s after we were finished.

When the anesthesiologist & another nurse entered the room my little man went silent.  How is it we all know “hair nets” and scrubs mean something is about to happen?

But the team was great and prodded my little man with all sorts of questions.  He finally opened up when they started to ask him about McDonald’s.  (There’s a reason those golden arches have taken over the world.)  And before I knew it they had convinced him to walk down the hall way with them for a bit and then he could come right back to mom.

And just like that, he was gone…


Of course, the “feelings” momma that I am was ready to react, but it was not the time. Instead I pulled a granola bar from my bag and turned the hospital t.v. onto “Say Yes to the Dress.”  After all, what else should one watch at 7:15 a.m. on a Friday morning while your child has tubes put in his ears?

Less than 20 minutes later the Dr. returned to the room and told me Colby did awesome!  He gave me a few things to watch for as the day progressed and said Colby would return to the room shortly.

And, just like that I heard the cries in the hallway.  You learn to recognize the cries of your little ones.  And in came my groggy, cotton eared, puppy dog gowned baby.


The one who just minutes ago walked down the hall with a, “Bye Mom!” was back in my arms ready for some hugs and snuggles (and some McDonalds.)

We rested in the room for a minute and then headed back to the elevator ready for a treat from the golden arches.  All before 9 a.m.!

Mornings like this are what makes the job of “Mom” unlike any other.  It’s a job that forces you beyond comfort zone.  It’s a job that makes you cling to the Lord and trust in His goodness, the ultimate Father.  It’s a job that leaves you time and time again saying, “You got this God, help me to be still.”  It’s a job that I wouldn’t trade for anything in this world.



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Summer Days

We are days away…

Days away from saying “Goodbye” to Summer 2016.  It is safe to say some of the days have been LOOONG but this summer has flown!  We’ve had lots of highs and some lows.

Here are some highlights, before I forget, and before the moment is too far gone:

Stormy Weather

Lake country & western Ky, you have rocked our world with storms this summer.  I will no longer see a thunderstorm approaching without holding my breath a bit for something more to follow…


We’ve gone without power, boiled water advisories, and seen a tornado warning (or two).  But, the Lord has provided and we are totally FINE.  I just aged a year or two with some surprises along the way.

Staff Families

We love our Crossings family.  No doubt about it.  From mornings at the pool to “crafty” days in the heat, we have loved and been loved by this sweet group.  Our kids have ran wild and we have passed sicknesses with the best of them.  But I wouldn’t trade it!


Late Nights, Early Mornings

Sleep has been in short supply for everyone in the Salter home this summer.  Daddy leaves early early, kiddos wake up some nights, and camp runs late late.  Who really needs sleep anyway?


One of my “summer goals”, was to play with my kids.  I think we have achieved that this summer.  We have gone to the pool, played at parks, visited family with one agenda…PLAY!


That’s what summers are for after all.


Dining Hall!

I have not cooked dinner, ALL.SUMMER.LONG!  This is such a treat. We love our time in the dining hall with daddy and seeing all the camp staff and friends.  And I love not planning meals…and cooking…We do eat the same meals each week so it will be nice to have a few different things when summer ends, but I’m sure going to miss the ease of the dining hall.

Growing Babies

Our babies have grown SO MUCH this summer.

Riley Faye-


Our sweet girl is 6 months old!  She’s 21 pounds, and in the 100th percentile for head and weight.  She is so close to sitting up on her own.  She is super content and a very happy girl.  She is loved by many, and loves others well!  She has two bottom teeth and started solids this month.

Colby Ellison-

Our boy is growing so fast.  He talks non stop and has never met a stranger.  He loves loves loves camp.  He started riding a bike this summer and has taken off.  He is wild and crazy, and his heart is soft.  We love this sweet boy!



Want to know how to get to know your new pediatrician?  Have a summer full of ear infections!  We are past the first name basis with our pediatrician.  She has taken good care of us, and our Colby is scheduled to receive tubes in his ears here very soon.  Between the 4 of us, I think there has only been 1 week of the summer where we were not on an antibiotic or visiting the doctor. But, we made the best of it, and I’m so thankful to be in a place to receive the care we need for our little family!


Yes…I took a selfie at the doctor.

Family Time

Summer schedule makes for unique times when we are “all together.”  We have picnicked in daddies office.


We have had many talks on the golf cart.


And we have had many Wednesday mornings at home on the couch, doors locked, just enjoying being at home.  Never dull.

My blogs have slacked, my days have been challenging, and the summer has come and almost gone…and in the midst of all the “stuff” that has happened in our days,


Hundreds of students have heard the Gospel.  They have accepted Jesus as Lord of their lives and crossed over from death to life.

The Lord has moved this summer and this crazy crew will forever be grateful for summer 2016!

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