In July, my three girls and I went on a road trip. It was a combination working vacation (for Kaleigh) and a visiting family road trip that took us from Oklahoma to Florida to North Carolina & Virginia and back to home to Oklahoma.
I have been sworn to secrecy and pledged not share any pictures of Courtney and Drew’s new home.
The reason? Because my girls claim first posting dibs! The nerve!
Since Courtney had already shared this one on her Instagram I can show you the exterior BEFORE pic.
Truthfully, the house isn’t ready for it’s reveal. It’s definitely come a long way…so many adorable changes! Plus, they just moved in!
Scott and I did help them by making rustic wood shelf brackets and shelves to replace the upper cabinets in the kitchen. Getting tired of waiting for the “big reveal”, I begged permission to go ahead and share about the shelves which lead to today’s “how did we get here” story.
In June of this year all 29 members on my side of the family were together for the first time in 10 years. I’ve mentioned this before and will probably be guilty of pointing it out again but was quite momentous. For us, at least. It’s even been called historic.
I’m the oldest of 5 children. Iris Dawn was my first name. Well, technically it was the original name my parents chose while expecting their firstborn.
But you have to say it the right way. IIIIris – making sure to go heavy on the I and Dawwwwwwn – heavy on the w. Not like Don. Dawwwwwn.
While quite a lovely name, it wasn’t meant to be. My Dad’s secretary at the time was Iris and her daughter Dawn, so my parents settled for Sonya Annette.
Have you ever thought about the fact that your family has it’s own culture? I tend to think of culture in the broad sense…as in Native American culture, Southern culture, Western culture, etc.
One of Webster’s definitions of culture is...the characteristic features of everyday existence shared by people in a place or time.
Every family has it’s own culture. Some good…some bad…(we’re dwelling on the good here)…things like Friday night pizza night, a specific holiday menu, extended family weekend at the lake, cousin sleepovers at the grandparents house and in this case…