Thursday, May 24, 2018

Spring Camping

"I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in."
-George Washington Carver

Last month we brought our camper home during a snowstorm. I guided my husband as he backed it up into the driveway, all the while big fat snowflakes fell to the ground, making the task at hand quite difficult. It's kind of comical now, thinking back on the situation, but in the moment it felt as thought winter would never end and we would not have use for the camper we were struggling to park on the driveway.

Fast forward a few weeks: spring has sprung. Greens and pinks and yellows have replaced the drab whiteness. Rain boots and sandals were traded with snow boots and mittens. We've been spending as much time outdoors as possible, bare feet caked with dirt and ice cream rings around mouths.

In the middle of this seasonal transition, we hitched the camper to the truck and set out for our first camping trip of the year. As always, rain accompanied us, but we made do with our first ever camper movie date. Our first time out was a success with minimal complications (water heater broken, forgotten camera battery, etc.) and we already have more trips jotted down on the calendar.

Here is our Spring Camping film.

Tuesday, May 1, 2018

April Family Film

"Are you because of me?
Am I because of you?
The lines have since blurred."
-Katherine Mariaca-Sullivan

In my quest to document our everyday life in the month of April, I will admit that the extended winter dampened my creativity a bit. I love the candid moments I captured and I will always treasure them, but I am itching to get outside with my camera and film something other than the things that happen inside my house.

But spring is finally here! I think. Let's not jinx it. It is only May 1st, after all.

Wednesday, April 4, 2018


"Never lose an opportunity to see something beautiful, for beauty is God's handwriting."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

Another holiday come and gone. It seems you can mark the passage of time as the holidays get crossed off on the calendar. An Easter spent with one baby suddenly bleeds into an Easter with three growing kids.

We spent this Easter the same way we've been spending them since the beginning of our family. Crafts, egg dyeing, scavenger hunt to find Easter baskets and an egg hunt. Instead of photos this year, though, I made a family film.

OK, I did take a few bunny ear photos, as per tradition. I couldn't resist.

Friday, March 23, 2018

March Family Film

"To the outside world, we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We live outside the touch of time."
-Clara Ortega

Each time I make one of these family films I'm touched by the sentimentality of it. My childhood lives in memories, stored away in my unreliable brain. As time passes, the details of the moments fade a bit. My intention with these videos is to preserve my children's memories, to document this fleetingly special moments in their lives.

Our March flew in on a winter storm and out on a spring breeze. So much life lived in a single month, all the ordinary, mundane, repetitive moments stacked one right after the other. I am so pleased to have recorded a handful of them to keep forever.

Sunday, February 25, 2018

February Family Film

"I love you, and that's the beginning and end of everything."
-F. Scott Fitzgerald

February is the month where we openly celebrate love. With little candy hearts and expensive floral arrangements and pink heart pancakes and homemade Valentines cards tucked in gift bags. That's how we show our love every February 14th. But I like to think we show it a million different ways over the course of the year, every single day, not just the one the calendar says we should.

While compiling the video clips I took this month for my family film project, I saw lots of these acts of love. A girl feeding her kitties. A brother helping a sister. A mother doing her daughter's hair. Siblings playing together. These little acts of love that weave together to form a special bond. Watch for yourself. Here's our February.

Saturday, February 3, 2018

Fleeting Moments

Some fleeting moments pass by-
           like golden hues
                       carrying magic
that is only felt
           when all comes to an end.
-Musarrat Bte Salam

These days are a blur. A whirl of activity. One day bleeds into another. It’s hard to pinpoint where one begins and another ends. One day a face loses its babyness, but you can’t remember when or how it happened. Just last night you were kissing those chubby cheeks. But now the face is older somehow. The smile has missing teeth, new ones replacing the ones you distinctly remember growing in those grueling teething days. Favorite clothes are exchanged for larger sizes. Phases come and go and sometimes come around again. Notches on the growth ruler mark the passing of time, evidence you can’t deny. Your babies are growing. 

These days are a blur. A whirl of activity. One day bleeds into another. But I don’t want to forget the beauty of these fleeting moments. I want to encapsulate them. Keep them forever. Cue a month long online film class, and suddenly I have a new way to do exactly this. Photos are great, but to record their little voice and movements and personality is a whole different ball game. You guys, I’m in love! Completely obsessed with this new way of documenting my babies. Our life. All our little and big moments. All of it!

Here is my first (but most definitely not my last) family film. 

Wednesday, December 27, 2017

Christmas Togetherness

"We were together.
I forgot the rest."
-Walt Whitman

A few years ago we spent the majority of our Christmas season in the car--loading the car, driving in the car, loading it up again, driving some more. Our celebrations were punctuated with long car drives and crabby moods. Until one year a blizzard forced us to hole up in our home, and we haven't loaded up the car again on Christmas. Now we spend the day in jammies and slowly enjoy the festivities at home, just the five of us. And it's really the best thing ever.

Christmas Eve is spent savoring each other. We open the gifts we got for one another; and spend the day playing and preparing. After an early candlelight church service, we have supper with the grandparents. Before tucking the babes into bed, we make reindeer grain and set out cookies for Santa. Since Spencer discovered Santa isn't real, he gets to help stuff the stockings and fill the Santa bags. Then off he goes, too, awaiting the magic of Christmas morning.

Christmas day has no set rhythm. We eat and open presents and play and eat and watch movies and dance and eat some more. The lazy day of Christmas togetherness is my very favorite. And now that it's over, we are already looking forward to next year.