Stop. Simple Things Sunday {Monroe, WA photographer}

Things just stopped this week.

Most everything.

In my natural state, and I would venture to say, in most EVERYBODY’S natural state, we are accustomed to ritual.  To habit.  To schedule.

For me, that looks a little something like this:

Sundays = church, rest, reflect, and plan for the week ahead {meal planning, plugging in crafts and gym times, sticking in appointments and errands}

Mondays = B’s school, grocery store, gym

Tuesdays = Nanny a 3rd child, zumba

Wednesdays = B’s school, volunteer in the classroom or run errands, clean house, work

Thursdays = playgroup craft time, zumba, bible study

Fridays = Mops, laundry

Saturday = Play

This is the jist of it, although there are many weeks when the schedule is different and/or things are moved around.  But, the point is…  there IS a schedule.  I like to have things planned.  For myself.  For my family.

So, what happens when things just stop unexpectedly?

This happened a couple of weeks back when I got the flu.  Threw my WHOLE week off!  I didn’t get a chance to make it the store Monday morning, so all of my meal planning was off, hence, ordering from the pizza place and Thai place for quick dinners that week.  I wasn’t able to make it to my appointments.  I was “forced” to lay on the couch and “rest”.  And, I didn’t love it.  Without my “schedule”.

Why is that?  Why is STOPPING so hard sometimes?

And, this week…  Snow.

Lots and lots of snow.

STOPPED everything.

We watched each day unfold, with emails and phone calls canceling or closing all of the “stuff” we had planned.

And, this threw me off a bit too.

But this time, I embraced it.  Have we gotten a bit stir crazy here at the end of the week?  Well, yes.  We are only human and at some moments I think my kids might kill me.  But, we made the most of it and I think it has made for a very pleasant week.

We found the sweetest hill to sled down.  If you are friends with me on Facebook, then you might have seen the video of Ben and I flying down this said hill on our sled.  We made a snow fort and snowmen in our front yard.  Later in the week, we had a little playdate with some friends and we made a snow slide.  We had snowball fights with the next door neighbor boys.  We played cars and hide and seek.  We watched a LOT of movies.  Jeff and I saw THIS movie one evening.  Loved it!  We drank a ton of hot cocoa.  I started THIS book.  We colored on our sliding glass door with window markers.  We had some more friends stop by and we made cotton ball snowmen and THIS snack with the kids. It was a HIT!  I baked.  Then, I baked some more.  THIS cookie recipe {sinful by DELISH}, THIS bread recipe {a success}, and THIS cinnamon roll recipe {not so successful}.  And, I was lazy.  I mean, seriously lazy.  And, it was good.  {an example:  our laundry pile started in the hall and stayed for a day, then moved into the garage {where our laundry room is} for another day, then cycled through this weekend, then finally got put away today}.  Does anyone else hate doing laundry?

And, then we headed out for a late afternoon walk.  We got half way out of our cul-de-sac, when I realized that we most likely wouldn’t make it very far with G-mama walking on her own.  And, the snow was just too thick to push a stroller in.  And, because she is a diva, she didn’t want to sit in the sled I was pulling with Ben.  So, on a whim, I thought I would grab the one pair of snowshoes we own, strap them on, and stuff her in our backpacking pack, which she LOVED.

So off we went.

And, I was feeling a bit bad-ass.

Little G on my back.  Me pulling Ben in the sled.  And, Chase {our lab} pulling me.  Ben thought it was hysterical when I swung him around in the sled as we walked.  I sweated off all of the baked goods I had eaten throughout the week and G was happy as a clam, perched on my back.

Have you ever been in wonder about how quiet it gets when it snows?

Almost like God tells us to stop.

And, because I am all cozy and warm and filled with spiced chai tea and candles lit on this night, I thought a little Frost would be oh so suitable…

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.

Robert Frost {1923}

Pictures taken with my iphone.  I figure this still counts, yes?


Our backyard. We must have gotten a foot of snow.


Snow clothes pile in our living room. We are getting really good at layering in a flash now.








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  • love it Kelly! sounds like a perfect week and i’m loving the photos from your walk in the snow. I’ve got an identical pile of snow clothes lying on the floor by the washer right now from our trip ice fishing yesterday. totally need to tackle it tomorrow. :) thanks for linking up. always so lovely to stop by and read your posts + see your photos! enjoy your week. RebeccaReplyCancel

  • We had a stopped by snow week, also. It really is beautiful and it was wonderful to have the whole family together. Lovely captures of your week!ReplyCancel

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