Why now?

After all, it’s not a new concept. The heavens haven’t opened and somehow made my life less hectic. I don’t have some new source of inspiration or energy.

Why now, after many broken resolutions and shortly terminated starts, am I finally doing the 365 photo challenge? 

I wonder if it’s because I have learned to care less about making the perfect image every day and instead focus on just making images. Raw, boring, unemotional, true images.

Maybe it’s about truth telling. When the same image you’ve taken 3 days in a row is your kids playing on their tablets because although generally people see you as upbeat and fun, you still struggle with depression cycles.

I don’t have the perfect answer right now, maybe I will discover the answer throughout the 365 days, or maybe the answer will never come. But this year, 2020, I am trying my hardest to document this life I've been given, 365 days, the good, the bad, boring.


Without further ado, week one of 2020.

Day one:

We're starting to get pretty bored of winter break. 

Day Two: 

Classic baking with a 5 year old. 


Day Three:

Only took a couple photos this day. One which isn't shown because it has other children in the picture, not belonging to me. The cool thing about this day is we got out of the house and did some thrift store shopping. Found these cute little babies dressed like animals for Rosalie. She has always loved little trinkets and things. 

Day Four: 

Such a great day. Solomon had been asking for weeks to get outside and play baseball as a family again. We set the date for Saturday and it was glorious. 

Day Five:

Church, lazy Sunday. 

Day Five: 

Kids still aren't back to school even though it's Monday. Pulled out some old toys from the garage including this cute vintage computer. 

Day Six: 

NO lie. Asleep on his feet.  Crazy day. Foot xray for my daughter who has been struggling with foot pain for 9 months + and our car got crashed into while parked and unoccupied in the doctors office parking lot. 


Day Seven: 
Solly makes me coffee and says it has a face in it. Do you see it? The big kids help make dinner. Dinner was a bust, no fault of the kids. 





By the end of the week I am realizing that A LOT of my life happens in this kitchen. I am also realizing that I need to start bringing my camera with me more places. 

I hope you enjoyed week one!