March Inn

Why"March Inn?" March Inn was the name of that magic place where I spent my summers growing up. I have alluded to this place before, and I probably will again. March Inn is no longer standing. The waters of Katrina rendered it unlivable so my children will never know that "March Inn." That makes me sad. In fact it brings me to tears whenever I think about it. I want my children to have their own "March Inn," and I want to capture our lives as they are growing and changing. I invite you to "march inn" to our lives. My hope is that you will catch glimpses of the real world. You will see our creations. You will see our chaos. You will see our affection. You will also see our frustrations, fears, and disappointments. Enjoy your march!

Tuesday, May 25, 2010


I told you Stephen could fall asleep anywhere and I mean anywhere. The following picture certainly proves that statement in my eyes.

This picture was taken after I picked him up {asleep} and carried him out of his car seat, put his feet on the ground, and held his hand to walk across the yard, up the stairs, and into the house. This is where he landed and proceeded to sleep for another 15-20 minutes before tumbling to the floor.

Hope to be back soon with some summer stories!

1 comment:

  1. That takes the cake...hilarious!!! Wish mine were that easy!!