Stay Cool, Part I

I posted a story yesterday that was on my mind and on my heart. I know that my story is not unique and that countless other families have felt the pain of loss. I am incredibly thankful for supportive friends and overwhelmed by kind words from strangers. My hope was not to change the minds of anyone but to offer a perspective that isn't always considered in political battles.

I'm generally not comfortable talking about politics; I think it draws unnecessary lines between people. I shared my story - one I've held onto for a long time and considered sharing - because it felt right.

Today, I'll get back to what I do know: pictures of my kid.


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I've lived in Texas all of my life. I've endured every summer and every summer I say the same thing: I can't believe how hot it is.

I think I've found my solution to staying cool: have a kid.

This kid of mine won't stand for lying on the couch in front of a fan all day. I am forced to get outside and find a cool spot. Twist my arm.



Our spot on Monday was Casey's New Orleans Snowballs, Papa's request for his birthday dessert.

It was cold. It was fluffy. It was delicious.

A Boston Cream Pie snowball with house-made chocolate? Whodda thunk.

It's supposed to be 105° today so we're searching for a new spot. Any suggestions?


can you stand this kid's style? shirt available here and his oh so cool braided bracelets can be found at flourish leather.