Thanksgiving 2015

This is the first year that we've all been able to enjoy Thanksgiving as a whole family.

And by that,

I mean we were able to enjoy the meal entirely.

And we were able to enjoy each other's company.

It's Thanksgiving number two with the four of us,

and I cannot picture us doing Thanksgiving another way.

I love that we keep it small and simple.

 

For the 5th time we've cooked duck instead of turkey.

Yup, that's one of our small traditions.

I don't know why we don't cook turkey on this day,

but since my husband and I first had our Thanksgiving,

we've always done duck.

We hope to carry one this tradition for many years to come.

 

I do have to give a round of applause to my husband.

He baked an apple pie from scratch.

You heard that right,

my man can bake!

He's so good in the kitchen,

that I always tell him he can open us his own bakery.

He's so good at it.

And I'm not going to lie,

that pie was amazing!

 

Anyways,

on to the topic of Thanksgiving.

On this day many people talk and write about the things they are thankful for,

but for us,

this day is about being together.

Spending time together and enjoying each other over a good meal.

A good home cooked meal.

 

God has been so good to me that I am forever thankful for the family he's blessed me with.

Things of this world will never compare to what an honor it is to be a Mother.

That itself is a great gift from Jehovah!

I'm also thankful for the wonderful husband I have,

for he goes above and beyond to make sure our little family is well taken care of.

Finally, my girls whom I adore

and will forever love.

I saved them for last in this post,

since I have so many wonderful things to say about them.

After God,

they are my main priority.

If they go to bed with full hearts,

a love for God,

a roof over their heads,

and a full tummy,

then I know I am providing them with everything they need in this world.

I will forever be thankful for my girls.

They are beautiful,

they are smart,

they are silly,

they are sweet,

they are love,

they are clever,

charming,

lovable,

honest,

and they are my forever.

So Jehovah,

thank you.

Thank you for giving me this wonderful little family.

 

God,

 you are great!

 

May you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving!

And may you love those in your life

more than the things in your life.

For things,

they can not buy love.

 

XOXOX

 

-NomLuna

 

 

I'm sure you can tell I stuck with a color theme.

Yellow, orange, red, & green.

 

Below:

My handmade paper flower/cactus bouquet centerpiece for the girl's table.

 

Below:

Levia & Rowan's

Thanksgiving art.

 

Check out the uh-mazing pie!

 

 

 



Mommy's Girls

These past few days have been filled with lots of activities.

We've been painting,

coloring,

and crafting.

Most of it is for Thanksgiving.

This is the one holiday we always look forward to.

(I've previously posted before,

my family does not celebrate Christmas.)

We've always spent it here in Florida.

And one tradition we don't plan on giving up is we always have duck instead of turkey.

You heard that right,

we've always skipped turkey and cooked us some duck.

Levia's been talking about eating duck already,

she seriously can't wait for Thursday.

I can't wait to finish up and set up for Thanksgiving.

I know this year will be a great one,

just like all the other years.

 

Anyways, I got a little off topic.

But since we've been doing so much around here in preparation for Thursday,

Levia has been awfully close to me.

Something that I find rather new.

She's a Daddy's girl,

by that,

I'm talking about she does everything with him.

If she can choose to do certain things with either of us,

she doesn't have to think twice.

Everything revolves around her father.

Though I get left out a bit,

I love that they have such a strong bond.

So I'm loving the extra attention I've been getting from her.

She's been coming up to me saying,

"Mom, what are we going to do?

What are we going to make, Mom?"

Last night,

for the first time in over a year.

She had me put her to bed.

Yes,

you read that right.

I find it so hard to believe.

My baby chose me.

I read my girls a book,

and we curled up together,

and went to bed.

I went to bed with such a full heart.

I love my girls.

And I love that other than the fact of being their Mother,

I get to be their best friend.

Thank you Jehovah,

for blessing me with a wonderful life,

and for blessing me with two wonderful little girls.

 

Though I hardly post photos of myself,

you'll have to excuse my "Mom" look of the day.



Thrifting Love

Growing up,

I've always appreciated a love for old things.

Everything has a story,

and if things could talk,

what a story they could tell.

Many things located around our home has been bought at a thrift store

or at an antique shop.

(Of course, we've got plenty of Target things too!)

I love mixing new with the old.

It's what makes my home a home.

We're so lucky to have thrift stores and antique stores at almost every corner here in our town.

It makes shopping an adventure.

Every time we go there is something new,

of course we don't always buy things,

but there's something about going and looking.

 

Recently,

I found my girls a dresser for their room

We'd been searching for one and waiting for the right one paid off.

We went to big name brand furniture places and nothing called out to me.

There were a few that I liked well over +$450 for them.

And I was certain that I was going to settle for one.

We looked at ones from Ikea but I wanted something with character,

with charm,

something that I knew wasn't just manufactured and duplicated in thousands.

I was determined to just wait.

This past week,

I randomly went to one of our local thrift shops just to go look,

and bam!

There she stood.

A beautiful,

all wood,

natural,

unpainted dresser.

Just what I was looking for.

It had legs just like I wanted.

It was simple yet filled with character.

Did I mention,

it was super clean!

I went up to it and looked at the price and was sold immediately.

I knew she was coming home with me.

At only $130,

I knew I would not find another like it.

 

 

Below: She's home!

 

 

Above are some of my girl's lovely things.

A thrifted brass floral bowl.

A globe we bought at the flea market.

A vintage ABC book we bought at an antique shop.

(Btw, have you Mama's tried the breathe easy balm? We use it as one of our nightly routines and my girls love it. They know it's time to sleep when I massage some on them.)

 

 

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Below are also a few of my finds and why thrifting is so much fun!

 

I had been wanting a bentwood chair for my home for so long.

I thought I would never find one,

and finding one for a good price would be slim.

Boy, was I wrong.

I found 4 at $10 each and brought home 2.

They were all in perfect condition,

of course with little wear.

How I wish I had room for all of them,

but 2 will work for us.

 

 

And you can't forget thrift shopping vinyl records.

One of our local thrift stores sells all their records for $1.50 each and it's always a hit.

Especially when it comes to children's tunes.

 

Picture frames.

Where do I begin.

You never know what you will find when you look.

I found the one below for about $2

and replaced the picture with a copy of Monet's water lily painting.

(From one of my art books.)

 

I also found a drying rack for $3,

all wood.

Probably one of the best finds in my home.

Many don't know,

but I hand wash most of my girls clothes.

I would hand them all around our kitchen and wait for them to dry.

That was always a struggle and such an eyesore.

I had been needing one for a while and to be honest these can be pricy brand new.

 

I hope my girls grow up and find beauty in old things.

In used things.

In these little treasures.

 

Life isn't about having "new" things.

Who buys it first.

Or what's "in".

People get carried away and feel like they're the trend setters,

when many of the things they have are duplicated in the thousands.

These trends come and go,

and that's what makes thrifting fun.

Finding something and making it yours.

You turn what's old into something new.

And that's how I've slowly made our home a home.

If those little treasures could talk,

they'd talk of stories from other homes

and  they'd talk of new stories,

stories that we're making.

 

Remember:

 

"One man's trash,

is another man's treasure."

 

So go to your local flea market,

thrift store,

or antique shop,

and shop small.