We packed up the schooner suitcase on a Friday night and left early on Saturday morning for Dallas. Now that the kids are getting older and have a few 20 +-hour drives under their belts, they always ask where we’re going and what snacks we’re going to have (the highlight of traveling for them!) Keller says, “a-benture” for “adventure” and that not only makes my heart melt into a puddle, but makes me want to sell almost everything and buy an airstream so we can go on “a-bentures” all year long.
We didn’t bring our little portable DVD players for the 5 hour drive, and instead brought notebooks and library books to occupy the kids. I’ll admit, I was a little nervous because the TV ranks second from snacks. But they did absolutely awesome and it never ceases to amaze me how well they travel. I keep thinking with each new milestone (all three being potty trained and needing to stop) that we are sure to get burnt out and they will decide they want to leave this wanderlusting family. But we keep trekking along and they keep following us. Thank goodness!
This was more of a work weekend for me, and Steven graciously came under the weather and kept the kids alive while I held several family portrait sessions back-to-back. While I was getting the full tour of Dallas driving to all my locations, Steven was deciding he would never ever be the stay-at-home-dad type. And we both made a pact that while I might work part-time, he’s bringing home the main bacon and building the bird houses.
I got to meet several blog readers in real life and that was so so special. When I read your comments of support and encouragement on here and social media, I’m reminded all over again of the power of people rallying around each other, not trying to stand alone. I guess I’ve been re-learning that lesson over the past two years, and trying so desperately to pass it on to my children. For I’ve seen the divisive power of competitiveness, jealousy, and bitterness amongst women and how it destroys and hurts like none other. I’m firmly convinced it’s one of the greatest contributors for the lack of unity in community (specifically amongst women) and I so wish more older women would rise up and not only be examples, but teach the younger women that their identity is in Christ. Period. And searching for more comments, or more followers, or hipper clothes, or cooler cars at school drop-off, or hotter husbands, or the most original DIY, or thinner thighs, and the healthiest school lunches, is all such a grasp for acceptance and self-worth. In all the wrong places. That comparison is robbing us of joy. Over and over again.
Man, I want to teach my daughters that.
So I got to meet a lot of cool people this weekend. People who told me they were rooting for me. People who were just as excited about opportunities on my horizon, as I was. And you just can’t quite be more humbled than when you see perfect strangers take an investment in your life like that. I’ll never forget it.
When all the shoots were done and it was late on a Sunday evening, Casey had us over. After working together since the beginning of this year, it was such a treat to get to meet each other! I had an inkling our kiddos would hit it off since they are avid nature lovers too and sure enough. My suspicions were correct. After getting to see their bearded dragon and snake, (it was dark, so we couldn’t see the bunnies or chickens this time) Steven and I talked about ditching presents this year and just getting a bearded dragon for the kids. They would be on cloud nine, and it would be SO easy for us. Seriously. We’re considering it.
We’ll be back in Dallas next week…this time, for Steven’s work. I have plans to take the schooners ice skating and hit up Ikea, since I didn’t get to it this time. But man did I ever hit up Trader Joes on the way back. As in, I got 6 jars of Cookie Butter, per my friend’s suggestion. Um, I went to bed last night with an open jar on my nightstand table, and when I woke up this morning it was gone. I looked everywhere for it and still have yet to find it. Something tells me Keller made another one of his early morning food raids….
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