Mindless Meanderings of Schroedawg

It is true what they say, "From the mouth of babes." Madelynne is quite the young lady and is really growing into her own. She has the best stories that she makes up and tells anyone who is listening, like the witch that flies around her room at night or the "bear monster" that lives in her room. Every night, after dinner, we end up dancing. It's her favorite thing to do. We pump up some music and dance around the house, being completely crazy until bed time.  We started the Elf of the Shelf tradition with her this year and, thus far, it is so much fun to watch her get excited to find where "Go Go" is every morning. I need to write down some of the things she says because they are just great. The magic of Christmas is so much more fun through her eyes than it ever has been with just Brad and I. It truly is a joy to watch her get excited about Santa and wish Jesus a Happy Birthday. It's special.  We also had our first official snow and, d

We have too much fun taking family photos for our Christmas card each year. Here are some of our favorites.  Copying each other Kisses Wove, True wove... Brad was pointing at something, that was nothing....booger.  Wee bit of sass

“Do what you can, with what you have, where you are.” ~Theodore Roosevelt. I have had a hard time keeping up with the blog, and capturing cherished moments of Madelynne since summer has lapsed. I took on a bit more than I could chew and it has been a blessing and curse all in one. I gradually have lost sight of what drives me to no avail and truly what I love to do. Hopefully, as the next few weeks wind down some, I will get some time during winter break to evaluate the year and decide what happens next. I have to be honest, I look at all these people around me living out their lives in exoctic locations or vacationing there, and I want to go beyond my realm of comfort so badly. I look at all these people in my life that have jumped off that scary, broken ledge into their realities and have seen so many people and dreams blossom. I’m tinged with the green of jealousy and I am ashamed for feeling this way. I want to wake up and be at point Z already, but am somehow stuck at poi