10 years ago, at the height of Instagram's popularity, photo-a-day challenges were all the rage. I'm not currently on Instagram, but I do *love* a challenge! This Countdown to Christmas is perfect to capture those special memories of the season! You won't miss a moment with this photo-a-day challenge! Whet…

Tomorrow is the day! It's the most wonderful time of year again, and that means it's time for the 2nd Annual Merry Blogmas series! I'm upping the ante this year with a post *every* day during the month of December. Get ready to countdown to Christmas with Team Wesley!  Every Monday we will kick off the wee…

In less than 7 weeks 2024 will be here. It feels like each year flies by faster than the last. I've tried on and off since January to make regular posts, but finding time to write has been few and far between. Luckily, I'm making more time for the things that I enjoy nowadays. In a few weeks I will be posting …

Team Wesley got to enjoy a full week on the beautiful beach at the Isle of Palms in South Carolina this year. A sweet member of our church family let us borrow her place so we could get away from the city, unplug, and soak up all of the sun! The kids are already asking to go back! Although I left my phone behind, my h…

The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionles…

Look, Mom, I’m being consistent! I told myself to write/read/blog this month, but I’m letting the day guide me as to when that will happen. So far, I read my Bible this morning after giving the baby her breakfast while waiting for my company to arrive. And now, after the lunch bunch are settling down, I am here writin…

What happened to Blogust? A rough start turned into one unexpected setback after another. I had such high hopes and good intentions to get back into writing consistently, but my time to do such things seem few and far between what I thought it would be. I already knew two things for certain: I am good at making a plan…

I woke at 4:50 a.m. this first day of August, to my youngest crying because she was hungry. I vividly remember her older brother waking early one morning when he was around her age because he had to have a banana. I was able to get her to sleep with the promise of waffles once the sun woke up and it was breakfast tim…