Wordless Wednesday. {Kyllies Alice in Wonderland Bridal Shower}

A whimsy of nonsense, silliness, and chaotic magic. enjoy lovelies. 

Do you suppose she is a wildflower?

The Invite! 

The Mad hatter's tent (with flamingo garland)

Royal Croquet Court

Who R U? Shower Game

Advice journal for Mr. and Mrs. 

Red Dipped Roses. 

The Wonderland photo booth.

Bread and Butterflies (made from toilet paper rolls and paper) 

Welcome to the rabbit hole. 

Whimsical food display

eat me & drink me tea parties pastries and desserts. 

The gift table. 

Don't step on the mome raths!

Love the doorknob detail. 

The 3 sisters. 

Wonderland photo props.

mama, kess, ky, kait

they're stunning, i know <3

#outtakes #sophotogenicright

oh my heart, i love them so <3

kyllie deeann and kessie darae

sunny rays.

so silly!

Special ladies, oh so dear. 

a sunday prayer for you & i.

Hi friends.

May I pray with you today?

Maybe you've had a really wonderful week.

Maybe you've had a really crummy week.

Either way, you've had a week, and with that, can I pray to equip you for your next one??

Lets open this week with a prayer.

Today, my prayer is about hope. Really needing it, and really heavy on my heart.

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Dear Jesus,

Sometimes this world is hard for us to understand.

and even though we trust you, our hearts still ache.

so we come to you today to find the hope that we so desperately need.

hope that sees past the "here and now" to the "then and there" 

hope that believes in what we cannot yet glimpse.

hope that holds our hearts up in the moments when life knocks us to our knees.

You are the only one who can sustain us. 

You are the only one who can save us.

Be the rescuer of our souls, the deliverer of our dreams, the holder of our hearts.

We believe even in the darkest night you will lead us to the dawn.

We will wait firmly.

Give us courage.

Surround us with your comfort.

Love us through to the other side like only YOU can.

We put our hope, and the hopes of the ones we love, in YOU.

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May you have a blessed week, dear lovelies.

XOXO, Kess

Self-Love Talk.

Okay peeps, this post is about to get real, and real quick. 

It's been a quick minute since my last post about a month-ish ago. 

Honestly it's been a whirlwind of a month too. Lost of ups and downs. Frankly, it's been really rough. :(

But I will persevere. With some prayers, coffee, chocolate, laughs, and tears along the way. 

 So let's start my post...shall we, friend?

Last week I was in Pocatello for my sister's bridal shower (she had an Alice in Wonderland themed party which you will just die when you see the decor I made for it, pics to come soon!), and happened to have gone to Lagoon and Ross Park Pool. Ayyy yi yi, here we go.....

So let's just say I have swimsuit anxiety haha. In fact, it's a rare moment that I even wear shorts! It's been this way for years for whatever reason, and the last time I really remember wearing anything that remotely showed my legs was in my cheerleading uniform days. Well since then, and growing a baby, I've had self esteem issues. 

Until NOW. 

Don't think that this NOW means I think I've totally got it on, that's definitely not the truth and definitely not what I think. 

I refuse to miss out on Henry's high-pitched, pool-induced giggles because of my insecurities.
I refuse to let other people's judging eyes prevent me from playing in the sun-glittering water with my son.
I refuse to let my self-image influence Henry.
I refuse to sacrifice memories with Henry because of a mommy body. 
Because at the end of the day, it's not about me.

It's about HENRY. 

I want him to remember twirling in the water with his mama.
I want him to remember splash fights together.
I want him to remember jumping off the edge of the pool into my arms.
I want him to remember his mom was there, with him! 

So I'll have you know the beach cover is off, the swimsuit is on, and my baby and I are enjoying the summer side by side. 

Xoxo, Kess