These Things


I knew “the moment” would arrive in parenting.  “The moment” where I would have to pay attention to what I watched on t.v. while my kiddos were in the room.  Can I confess I thought we were a long way from this moment.

That is until a few days ago when it hit without warning.

While staying at my in laws the “stay at home mom” side of me has loved the world of day time t.v. that comes through cable.  (Ah, cable!  We have not had cable in our married life, not because we are super spiritual but because we are cheap.)

I’ve enjoyed GMA (Good Morning America, for those of you who are out of the home before 8 a.m. each day) and then catching up with Kelly Rippa at 9 a.m.  I’m thinking a trip to NYC would be fabulous!  You can stop judging me now.

All of this “instant access” has been fun.  But a few days ago this quick and easy access made this momma stop dead in her tracks.

While my morning shows played in the background, our day was in progress.  I was straightening up the kitchen as the kiddos played in the living room.  All smooth.  Until I hear Colby’s voice…

“Mom, is that a boy or a girl?”

What was he talking about?

I looked up from the kitchen sink to notice on the big screen in our living room a picture of the first ever male CoverGirl.


I did my best to answer calmly as I scrambled for the remote to change the channel…

“It’s a boy.”

“Why is he wearing makeup mom?  Boys don’t wear makeup…”


I wish I could tell you I had some good explanation for why there was a boy on t.v. wearing makeup.  Instead I had knots in my stomach and hurt in my heart that my son had to ask me this question.  Needless to say, the t.v. stayed off the rest of the day.

My screening radar has been in HIGH alert over the last few days.  The remote has stayed close and my ears have been perked.  After all, I need to guard my child against these things…

These things that could harm him.  These things that he cannot un-see.  These things that could cause him to sin.  These things that the world says are “okay” but blatantly disagree with the way of the Lord.

And then it happened, conviction.

Why would I work so hard to guard my child from these things and then allow myself to be entertained by them when the kids are away?


I was quickly reminded of a quote I read a few months ago…

We should not be entertained by the sins for which Christ died. -John McArthur

Y’all it’s so easy.  So easy to become numb to these things.  These things, for which Christ died.  It happens a little at a time and before we know it we find ourselves opening the door and inviting these things into our homes.  These things that are harmful to our children, things that are harmful to us as children of God.

Let me pause and say, please don’t read this as a post to legalism.  I am not suggesting we throw out our t.v.s or write off any shows that don’t include Daniel Tiger or a big red dog loved by Emily Elisabeth.  I’m not sure this momma could handle that!

But I am saying we should watch.  Pay attention.  Allow the realm of protection you place over your child’s heart be a reminder that you too need protection.

Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it.  -Proverbs 4:23

Set your mind on things above, not on earthly things.  For you died, and your life is now hidden with Christ in God.  When Christ, who is your life, appears, then you will also appear with him in glory.  Put to death, therefore, whatever belongs to your earthly nature: sexual immorality, impurity, lust, evil desires, and greed, which is idolatry. -Colossians 3:2-5

Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable -if anything is excellent or praiseworthy- think about such things. -Philippians 4:8

Would you join me in perking up those ears and blocking out these things, one episode at a time?


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Birthday Weekend

Well it happened…

November 17, 2016.

My 28th birthday!

Go ahead, you can sing for me now, I’ll wait…

Okay I’m not that self-absorbed.  While I’m not asking you to stop and celebrate my life right now (although I wouldn’t stop you) I did want to tell you about some celebrating that has happened over the last few days.

The 17th , was full of texts, phone calls, and cards & packages from friends and family!  The people lovin’ side of me wishes everyday was my birthday because I LOVED hearing from so many of you.  The day was complete with steamed rice & sesame chicken (my request) and a home made cheese cake, thanks Yaya!


Saturday was party day!  When Trey asked me what I wanted to do for my birthday I decided to go big.  I wanted to do something different, something fun, something kid free (I love ’em…but momma wanted a break.)  So what did we do?

We went to Six Flags Over Georgia!  There is nothing quite like riding a roller coaster to help you relax and have a ridiculously FUN time!


In the midst of the roller coasters, there was also some holiday celebrations to experience.


I am a FIRM believer in no Christmas celebrations until after Thanksgiving, but I may have given in just a little bit.  There were carolers in the park, we watched a Christmas play, and we enjoyed the lights EVERYWHERE!


And I even found these…


Lamp posts decorated with Georgia peaches.  I thought it quite appropriate to pose with them, as I continue to embrace my Georgia peachiness.

The celebrating concluded Sunday afternoon on one last kid free afternoon of shopping.  Let me be the first to say I am NOT a shopper.  But, my freshman college wardrobe was in need of an update…so thanks to the hubs, my mom, and mamaw peggy…this far from fashionista bought a few good things!


And took a “duck face” picture or two in the dressing rooms.

27, you were a very full and stretching year!  28, I be ready for you…

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10 Months


Riley Faye is 10 months old!


Judging by how good I am at getting a consistent monthly update picture, you can see she is “suffering” from being a second child.  This months picture was taken hanging out in the back of our car as we watched dad & brother play an intense game of kick ball in the driveway.

This sweet girl is growing like a weed.  Her 9 month check up and vaccines will be next week (yes, thank you move and pediatrician change for getting us a bit off schedule.)  So I do not have an exact height and weight for this update but I am guessing we are pretty close to 30 lbs.

Simply put, she is big & beautiful, and we wouldn’t want it any other way.

We have also become mobile.  Not in the traditional crawling sense of the word, more in the steam roller sense.  Big brother loves our time on the floor when we “waller” and “learn to crawl.”  Which translates to see house fast Riley can roll and how far can she go.  She’s a girl on a mission.

I’ve officially given into the “she eats what we eat” mentality and really enjoying it.  Some of her favorites are cheerios, mac-n-cheese, and chicken-pot-pie.  The staples.

Our sleep habits have been a bit iffy recently.  I choose to blame daylight savings time.  She has wanted to see the wee morning hours a few mornings in a row now…not.okay.  However, most wake up times she just talks and talks in bed.  So, I do what all good mommas do, I lay awake in my bed and listen for a more needy cry or for her to fall back asleep, whichever happens first.

Riley continues to LOVE people.  She smiles at EVERYONE.  Our grocery runs are extended because of the number of people she woo’s to us.  I hear almost daily, “Is she always this happy?”

Last Sunday we were visiting a church and I was stopped in my tracks when I walked past the lady working security and she said, “Are you Riley’s mom?”

It took a minute to register.  This was the first time I had been called out as Riley’s Mom.  I laughed and said “Yes, I am.  Why do you ask?”

“You look just like her!  What a sweet girl you have,” she said.

Y’all, talk about causing a mommas heart to swell.

And I couldn’t agree more, we have been blessed with a sweet girl!

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A Few Favorites


Fall, it’s my favorite.

Pumpkin patches, another favorite.

Time with family, you guessed it, my favorite.

My husband says I have “too many favorites…”  (If thats even possible.)

Throughout the past few weeks this GA Peach (gotta keep saying it…) Fall lovin’ family girl has been getting her fill.  Living with in-laws and visiting Ky a few weeks ago during “Fall Break” have been sweet times.

Pictures, my favorite.

It just makes sense to show you some of my favorites, through pictures.

This has been an overdue post because my phone and all things technology have been giving me a headache as of late, but my sweet stud of a man, sat down last night and fixed my pictures for me! (Insert applause and lots of neck squeezes!)

Trey, he is my favorite.

Now onto the pictures.


My kiddos got to spend a few days with their cousins, and one afternoon was at the pumpkin patch.


This involved hay rides…


A corn filled “sandbox”.  Super great idea!


Babies, sunshine, and smiles.


An overexcited mom, whose bounces on the extremely large pillow of air were clearly too much for her 2 year old to handle.  (Oops!)


And a dad for the win on the potato sack slide.  Because what fall day is complete without a ride on some tater sacks?


It was like a holiday a few weeks early with the crew all together (what a rare sighting!)  I sometimes wish that photos had sound so you could experience the chaos, tears, and man grunts in this one photo.

And after some time in KY, another one of my favorites occurred.

Trick-or-treating & kids in costumes!


We sported our very own cowboy and indian this year!  It took a while to convince Colby, contrary to the westerns he has watched with his dad, this indian was his friend, not one to fight.  Boys!


There were cute family photos.


Then real life family photos.


What was the first house on our list?  Yaya & Pops of course!  Someone had to teach him the ropes.

Our little indian retired early, but the cowboy carried on.  However, he lost his hat and horse along the way.  But what we lost in costume he made up for in candy…


Colby says, “Candy is my favorite!”

Now, go enjoy some of your favorites this weekend!  It really is impossible to have too many.




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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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