As parents, it’s not only our job to help kids make good decisions and round them out to be solid humans, but it’s also a MAJOR responsibility to read between the lines when something seems off. So that the cookie doesn’t crumble, KWIM? Like, when my daughter starts acting like me when I’m hangry or someone crosses me (read: attitude is soaring airplane sky level high and I swear she’s going to flip a table à la @teresagiudice ), I know something bigger is going on. So when I hear my daughters frenemy has been putting my girl down about one particular thing, after I tuck my mama bear in, it’s my responsibility to help my daughter frame the situation. To overcome it. To remind her what others think goes on in their own skull + and it’s up to us to brush that shhhh off. We as people will never, ever, ever be able to please everyone. And the last important message my daughter received was that, and this is HUGE, friends DO NOT put friends down. They should bring each other higher (shoutout to my ladies, thank you 🙏🏼). Because when we do that, sky is the effing limit. Ya feel? Peanut butter cookies 👇🏼 🍪 1 cup PB 🍪 1 cup sugar 🍪 1 egg 🍪 1 tsp vanilla 🍪1/2 tbsp kosher salt 🍪 mix all ingredients together, place round cookie scoops on a sheet lined w parchment and make criss cross lines w/ fork 🍪 flaked sea salt for the top 🍪 bake at 375 for 9-11 min. #jackiecooksanddrinks#honestinsta#reallife#momanddaughter#healthandwellness
When I was 15, I promised myself that I would start a blog at 16. I started my first blog 3 days before my 16th birthday. I couldn’t wait! 😅 Now a couple of months away from 20, I’m now starting my 3rd blog. The question is, why do I keep starting over? Why is it that I can’t stick to one interest yet instead bounce around? It’s an inability to accept and commit to my purpose which is also something I’m passionate about. Writing. Writing is my strongest passion. I’ve had an interest in writing since the 3rd grade and over time, it’s transformed into an interesting in photography and modeling. 🖊 At the end of the day, writing was my first love and I’ll always go back to it. Check out my debut blog post about finding my way back to God. The link is in my bio! 💛 (I guess this photo is what they now call a #advancedselfie which is another name for a #selfportrait) 📷
When I was a little girl, my mother told me that as a woman, “Your hair is your crowning glory.” So, imagine her face when I went from this in April last year and then chopping it off above my ears in May. 😅💇🏻♀️ Call me a sucker for symbolism...but I was in a season where I needed to recommit to God. And not that my hair was ever particularly a source of pride for me, but I knew that if hair did symbolize pride and Samson strength...I wanted to chop it off: I needed to chop off the “dead roots” in my life, needed to humble myself, and needed #god to “grow me.” And I chose the month of “May” to do it...because, well, “Mae” needed to do it. ☺️🌻 🔅 I made God a promise that in the time it took for my hair to “grow back” to the length it was before, that I would focus only on Him “growing me,” to fix my eyes on Him with no distractions, and love and trust whatever He would walk me through or put in my hands — and commit to letting Him grow me beyond what I could imagine. In the time that it would take for my hair to grow back, I would let Him grow me into a new person — the new person who could truly handle the “length” and weight of that responsibility — of that CROWNING GLORY 👑 — with true #grace, #love and #compassion. 🔅 The next photo is a recent one of me...and it makes my breath stop because I can just see the joy and light and happiness I have from this process. From being gifted a #brave home and family — a home He gave me to grow, a family to grow closer with and simply grow along with. The joy from trusting this #growing process. I can’t help but smile because, yes, while I’m happy to see my hair is finally long enough to hit my shoulders (first time in nine months that I can tie my hair in a ponytail without it falling apart, ladies! Woooo! 😂 #thelittlethings#hallelujah #thestruggleisreal)...i’m more honored to see how God has grown me so much in that time. And I can’t wait
Let’s start our week with this ✨ ____________________________________________________ Let Jesus Christ be our motivation behind everything we do. He lived this perfectly. Because of what He did for us why would we want to do anything less but be more Christlike out of thankfulness. Only good comes from love + kindness. Let’s have a good week!
Monday reminder ✨ . . Spent the weekend away at the beach and am feeling so refreshed starting this new week. Something about traveling and sunshine always puts me in the best place and reminds me that enjoying life is the most important part ❤️ . . How are you guys feeling this Monday?
Reusable straw pouches. Why use a reusable straw? This is the first step to reducing the amount of plastic you throw away each day. My zipper pouches give you the option to purchase just the pouch or with a reusable acrylic straw and cleaning brush. Check them out in my #etsyshop#nancyellenstudios Link in profile.
Любим получать ваши ❤️😍😍😍😍😍😍 Муж против моды. 🥵😃 Периодически мы слышим от наших клиенток, что Муж не понимает модные вещи, например, джинсы с завышенной талией или сочетание кроссовок с платьем🤷🏻♀️ Уверена, это было и у вас, дорогие читательницы сего поста))) Обычно мужчинам нравится: в обтяжечку, каблуки, декольте, всё достаточно короткое..... (узнаёте?😉) В примерочной мы с Юлей становимся свидетелями, когда мужчина оценивает свою девушку/жену в новой одежде, мы слышим: «Ну да... угу... нормально...» А если откровенно ему что-то не нравится, то это, скорее всего, ассоциативный ряд прошел с чем-то некрасивым-неприятным из детства. Так вот. Милые девочки! Мужу нравится или не нравится не сама одежда, а то, как мы себя в ней преподносим. Если мы сами сомневаемся в «модности» конкретного оверсайз-джемпера, широкого платья или джинсов-момс, то дело не в муже!😄🙈 Есть случаи, когда ты уверена в себе и в этой одежде, но мужу все равно не нравится - ну просто не носи это на совместные с ним выходы! У тебя есть масса поводов выгулять свою модную моду и без мужа: посиделки в
Next month we will be sharing your stories from our Red Couch. Please Continue to Direct message us about why you love and come to Spanish Fork Chick-fil-A. If your story is featured we will have you come and sit to tell us and receive a free meal. #cfaspanishfork#thelittlethings#redcouch
We designed our Mama’s Must-Have Restaurant Bags for meals away from the home, but I’m thrilled to hear moms are using and loving the placemats and food scissors at home too! I’ve heard from so many people that they are using these items multiple times a day...cutting food into bite-size pieces and using the placemat as a non-slip surface that can quickly be rinsed and reused. 🙌🏻 And of course you can still pack it up in that cute bag when you are headed out too! A huge THANK YOU to everyone who has tried and shared about these bags! If you want to hear more from real moms, check the “to-go bag” story highlight on our profile! 📷: @emilywondree
I absolutely love designing for clients and I value my process and strategy more than anything, but sometimes it’s fun to create just for the sake of creating, without a big vision or purpose. Love this mark I created for kicks and the ocean sunrises it reminds me of on my favorite boat home so many years ago. @seamester, have us back? 🌊
A few months ago I listened to a School of Greatness podcast were Lewis Howes interviews Esther Perel, a world-renowned relationship therapist. . She shared that one day she walked into a cafe around lunchtime, paused, and looked around. She noticed most everyone was well dressed, very awake, and deeply engaged in conversation. She remarked that this time of day is often when you find people at their very best: present, engaged, groomed and vibrant. She then asked, "Can you guess how many of the people at this cafe were there with their partner?" She noted not one. . She went on to share that so often we give our very best selves to everyone else in the world, except for our partner. When we tend to be most awake, attentive, and beautiful is not at the times when we are with our spouse. Instead, they get us exhausted, stressed, pre-occupied, undone, and completely spent. . Obviously there are extenuating circumstances that make morning dates an impossibility for most of the population. However, I was convicted by the notion. There are days I will be at home stressed out and ungroomed. But then I will need to run out for an errand, or we have friends coming over, and suddenly I scramble to pull myself together. While this isn't necessarily a bad thing, I think it might become a problem when I find it more important to look my best to go to the grocery store than I do to see my husband. . It might also become of a problem when I save all of my patience and kindness for everyone else all day long, but then easily snap at my husband at the smallest offense. . There's certainly something to be said about the beauty of accepting each other as we are, even at our less glamorous moments. We just need to make sure we aren't always giving the best of ourselves to the world and saving our leftovers for our spouse.