The Hennigan Tribe

 Can I just say that I miss the snot out of my family sometimes?

I went up the week of Thanksgiving to visit with them and my sister Katie wanted me to take some photos of her and her husband for their Christmas cards. I can't wait to show you those, but I have to wait until after everyone gets their cards!





Here's Jodi and I trying out an adorable pose. Ellie is obviously not impressed. Hehe. I don't think she likes being the meat to our sandwich!


Ugh. I miss my family. There's something so amazing about when we get together.
We have our own language and inside jokes that come from a lifetime of shared history.
It was chaos sometimes, but it was a comforting chaos.

Coming from a family of seven, the thought of not giving Ellie that same experience and support from having siblings is unimaginable.

We should have bought stock in Tylenol and Motrin when Ellie was born, because this girl is a sad little monkey when she is teething. She has been congested and teething again lately and sometimes Tylenol or Motrin just don't cut it.

We've given her cold breast milk in a sippy cup and that helps sometimes. Lately, I stumbled across some popsicle making supplies at our grocery store. I decided to try them out on Ellie Belle today.


I used the V8 Fusion Pop Mold. Each popsicle mold holds about 3 ounces and looks like this out of the freezer.


Step One: Find grumpy baby


Step Two: Let Grumpy investigate popsicle


Step Three: Allow Grumpy to gum cold popsicle


Step Four: Enjoy the rest of your day with a happier baby!

"Hi, my name is Jamie and I'm a garage sale addict."
"Mama! Mama! You have a black box on your face. Don't worry, I'll get it for you!"

Ellie turns eight months old today. It's a big milestone for us. I've had pets that I haven't been able to keep alive that long!


Crystal Bell of Gilded Sun Photography is the sweetheart who took photos of Ellie's birth and her newborn photos. I was super excited when I found out she was offering mini sessions in September. I really wanted her to take family photos of us so that we would have a few flattering photos with all of us together.

Lately I have been thinking more and more about the way that time seems to slip away from us. One day we're learning to ride a bike and the next we are breathing our last. Thinking about the mere shimmer that is my lifespan grips me with fear, but it is a fear that motivates. We are given ONE chance to live our lives. There are no do-overs and it slips away too quickly. I want to live my life to the fullest.