Time flies when you’re having fun..Almost 6 months!!!

This morning I stumbled upon our ‘vows.doc’ file while cleaning out my desktop storage. I remember us printing these out the afternoon before our wedding. We printed THREE copies of our vows. #1 for Greg to keep in his suit jacket-Those were the ones we would be using at the ceremony. #2 I packed in our luggage as backup in case the first copy got lost or spontaneously combusted . #3 was backup to the backup that we kept in the car….. Just in case #1 and #2 didn’t survive 🙂

Our vows were an extremely important part of the wedding, writing them came easy. We knew what we brought to each others lives, and what was important to say. We read them aloud to each other a few times before the ‘official take’ never without dry eyes. In case you were wondering what was said…. you can take a look, here is the copy of our vows vis-à-vis copy #4

Yes, and..please hold us accountable to them.

Gregory, good morning honey. Thank you for reading my posts even when it’s just a picture of a watercolor whale… that I didn’t paint nor have references to credit :/ I just wanted you to know that you are indeed my immovable anchor, the one place on earth where I can go to always for anything (credit: his vows) You put my stars back in order and with you I feel completely seen and loved. And yes, I’ve had two cups already…NO, not rum!….Coffee silly… with rum!………JK MG LOL MMK (props to the kids, now we know how to speak in all caps)



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Not my step heart, my whole heart

I love getting a little peek into the lives of my customers. The items I make play a small part of their story- birthdays, anniversaries, graduations, milestones of all kinds AND…. my personal favorite…proposals!

I was extra excited and moved to tears when one of my customers graciously sent me photos of how she and her fiancé used a set of proposal props from my shop. Jennifer is a beautiful and excited bride- to -be…she’s also the future stepmom of two gorgeous boys (pictured below). Jennifer mentioned that although the photos weren’t picture perfect they were better than picture perfect to her. I absolutely agree . Those boys couldn’t take a bad photo if they tried. I also agree with her philosophy, picture perfect is boring.

Sometimes life goes better than we can ever plan or imagine. The picture in our mind can limit us. Being as open-hearted and relaxed as Jennifer is can only allow for more love and happiness to flow, not just in her life but to the ones she impacts and influences. Those boys are blessed..all three!

I wanted to share in hopes of inspiring you because I was inspired by this beautiful family. Jennifer was kind enough to share a few words about what this new role means to her.

Jennifer writes:

You know what’s better than perfectly staged pictures of two healthy, active, curious, one year olds? Knowing that before long I officially get to be stepmom to these cuties, and this hot guy’s wifey. Love my little family! When I came into their life they were not even two months old, I knew all three of them had my heart. Not my step heart, my whole heart. I used to pray and pray for twins. God has a funny way of answering prayers. I’m so blessed. What happens in reality is almost always better than what you pictured. It’s like God knows what’s best or something crazy like that.- Jennifer V.

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30 days of design. Day 5: Athena within me

athenaAthena within me. Mixed media art.

Athena is in the middle of the piece, surrounded by dark woods, her head is bowed down . A Church can be seen in the distance to the left…. but the sun is shining from the right.

I recently read a blog post by Brandon Capuano. In his post he mentions two books, both of which I’ve read.

 I identify with the pain, frustration, and injustice that Athena endures….Thankfully my experiences led me away from something that I didn’t need(although I couldn’t see it clearly at the time) and straight into the arms of a loving Savior who understands and endured rejection Himself. My mixed media art was inspired by his post. specifically these paragraphs:

In the book, The Scent of Water (chapter “Flawed Pearls” )Naomi recalls a story from Paulo Coelho’s book “The Witch of Portobello.” In it she tells the story of a woman named Athena who was married at age 19 and shortly thereafter became pregnant. And when her child was young, her husband abandoned her. Naomi recounts how this poor girl, abandoned and left alone, went up to receive the Eucharist at Mass one Sunday and was rejected by the priest. She could not receive the sacrament. The priest said, “Athena, the Church forbids divorce people from receiving the sacrament. You signed your divorce papers this week. “Naomi recounts the tale (forgive me for the long quote, but it is worth reading),

She was crushed, speechless, numb. People began to step around her in line to receive the bread that was theirs. In an awful combination of seeing her as invisible and visible, they stepped around her, so she knew they knew she was there. But they bypassed her, for she was an obstacle in the way of their path to greater spirituality…I imagine her to be devastated. She lost something that mattered to her, something she thought would always be hers–something she had given herself to. And it was gone, it claimed her dreams, her respect, her ability to hope, and her very sense of self. She was alone, very alone, even when there are few who are willing to stand in the center of the bull’s-eye with us….

…I imagine many of Athena’s friends turned against her. Some saw her as tainted, regardless of the details. Perhaps others behaved as if she carried a contagious disease, warning her married friends to keep their distance lest they catch the bug of divorce. The most painful thing in her life, or the limited version they knew of it, was fodder for insensitive gossip and irreverent dinner-table conversation. Did they feel the severity of her pain? Did they have to watch when her body was racked with sobs, and tears burned her eyes and stained them red?

I imagine that her marital status became a part of her name, as in “Athena, the girl who is divorced. I wonder if they told her there was no place for her in ministry, if they sat in comfortable chairs, dressed in their suits, and held meetings behind closed doors to decide, while their own stories remained tucked away with their coordinated handkerchiefs. Did someone say, “Do you know that God hates divorce?” And did she answer, “I know. So do I. Possibly more than you?” I wonder if it hurt when they pinned the Scarlet D on her, or if she was so wounded and fragile she invited and fully accepted the pain and guilt to add to the punishment and shame she had inflicted on herself.

Did they know how hard it was for her to come to church that day? And now, in a final act of driving the knife into her gaping wound and out the other side, she was told she was no longer worthy to come to Christ, the one who could give refuge in her anguish. For unlike them, he did know all that lay within her heart. And it was to Him that she actually answered, not the masses who tried to occupy His place.

As the priest finished administering the sacrament, he slowly stepped back to the altar. Athena stood in the same place where he left her and cried out what many have only cried on the inside: “A curse on all those who never listen to the words of Christ and who have transformed his message into a stone building. For Christ said” ‘Come to me all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.’ Well, I’m heavy laden, and they won’t let me come to Him. Today I’ve learned that the church has changed those words to read” ‘Come unto me all ye who follow our rules, and let the heavy laden go hang!”

Athena vowed to never set foot in a church again, and she turned on her heels and left with her crying baby, tears streaming down her own cheeks.

The priest could not forget her face, the forlorn look in her eyes, or the poignancy of her words. He has been faced with a philosophical dilemma, and he had chosen to show respect for the institution rather than the words on which that institution stood.


To read more from Brandon go here: https://brandoncapuano.wordpress.com/2011/05/15/naomi-zacharias-has-been-divorced-but-why-do-you-care/


3D Butterfly Cupcake toppers

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Just listed in our etsy shop, butterfly cake toppers that coordinate perfectly with our pinwheels (40 colors to choose from)


I knew these would be a hit with my kids. After taking these photos I decided to leave a few of the cupcakes out without saying a thing.

After eying them, smelling them, touching the butterfly, my youngest declared that he had his eye on the green one, the light green one!

My older son chose the blue butterfly cupcake and ate it with the topper still on despite protests from his younger brother…

“Um Zack, you can get hurt like that..I think you should take the butterfly out!”….

“Nope, I’ll be fine Ben!”

Life with boys….I love it!!

Save the Date

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I love collaborating with photographers, they know exactly what they need and have an eye for seeing the beauty in truly anything!

I asked Nicole, the photographer of this session, to give me an idea of a Save the Date sign that she would like to use and this was the sign I designed for her, you can purchase the sign here:


This stunning engagement session was photographed in Colorado by a warm, kind photographer with a sharp eye for capturing beautiful moments,  Nicole McDaniel, find her here: