Stephanie

Stephanie
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I am a Knoxville transplant from northern grounds, but I can't imagine being anywhere else. My blue blood has strangely become orange and I get chills when I hear Rocky Top. I became all things mom in 2013 and it's crazy to think how much life has changed. I love temper tantrums, watching Toy Story over and over, and making food that doesn't get eaten. Welcome to the Toddler Years. When I'm not doing that, you can find me running, reading, shopping, or taking pictures {check out Adara Photography!}

The Mom Friends I Waited Years For

Growing up, I had more guy friends than girl friends. Throughout the years, I had some close female friends but those relationships would wax and wane as our interests would change, boy drama, or...
The Preschool Graduate

The Preschool Graduate

Sweet Graduate, I know you are only five, but you are a force. Your personality is electric, your smile is contagious and your wit is unmatched. As you start to navigate elementary school and life,...
Easter, Er Christmas 2.0?

Easter, Er Christmas 2.0?

Growing up, the Easter Bunny always left our baskets full of candy. Well, honestly, he {she?} left our baskets full of my mom's favorite candies ironically. We didn't wake up to a basket full...
Millennial Parenting: The Kids Will Be Alright

Millennial Parenting: The Kids Will Be Alright

We were born into a society where we played outside from sunrise to dusk. We rode our bikes miles away from our homes {usually sans helmet and without a cell phone}. We played in...
New Year, New Me?

New Year, New Me?

January always feels like a reset, a blank planner filled with days to be filled with activities and memories. I am a resolution gal, or more like a yearly goal setter. Sometimes I focus...
The Lucy Saga: A Tail of Kindness

The Lucy Saga: A Tale of Kindness

It was 7:27pm on Saturday night when I got the call. We were in the midst of celebrating Christmas out of town with my in-laws. "Lucy got out and I can't find her." It was a...

Aren’t You Sad?

I was a pack-rat as a child. I kept everything. Used Lip Smackers, random school papers, photos, notes, the list goes on. I held onto memories with a tight grip. I loved the idea...