so weird and so honored
Saturday morning I found Little One standing in her room. Her pjs and diaper were on the floor. Her bed soaked.
Next up, breakfast and scrambling to find shin guards and the right jersey for my oldest’s soccer game.
Coop building.
More coop building.
Dinner at my grandpas. It was the 5 year anniversary of my grandma’s passing.
I instagrammed (that is technically a word now, right?) a photo of my Grandma’s poppies in bloom. Shortly after the photo posted, there was a comment that the latest issue of Parents magazine was out. The issue where my blog is featured. After baths and bedtimes and re-tucking kiddos in bed, I dove into the current SnapShop going on. Eventually, my workshop work was done and it was time to go to the grocery store for food for the Mother’s Day dinner at my house the next day.
It was after 10:00pm when I finally made it to the store. Got my groceries and my copy of Parents. There were a couple of other shoppers near the magazine aisle, so I snuck back to an empty aisle for a picture. I am pretty sure the video security person must have enjoyed watching me.
I am so honored and still in shock to have my blog featured among those listed as “6 blogs we can’t live without”. My blog won in the photography category. While it is an incredible honor it is also so weird. It is weird because I am just a mom that wakes up to a toddler without a diaper and a 9 year old that is late for his game because his shin guards are buried somewhere under all the laundry piles. I’m a mom at Walmart at 10pm just starting to plan for the family dinner I’m hosting the next day. It is weird because it feels like someone glamorous or with an organized life should be featured…not me with my ball cap hair and sawdust still on my jeans. Nonetheless, for whatever reason you guys nominated and voted for this blog. It baffles me. Thank you for that. Thank you for encouraging me in what I do here. Thank you.
I showed the boys the magazine. My oldest said, “Woah, we won? That’s cool.”
My 7 year old looked and said, “WOW. Mom this is incredible! It is amazing! I can’t believe it! Camo is famous!! Look at how little and cute she was”
Camo is his chicken.
Thank you to all those that nominated and voted for this blog. I’m humbled and grateful. Not to mention, you made my son’s year. He has a famous chicken!
