Welcome to the Hickstionary, a landing spot for all things H family.
I'm Heidi. He's Rusty. And together we have our beautiful babe, Beckett and a furry menace, Dakota.
I mostly use this space to brag about how awesome the kid is, whine about how naughty the dog is & share an occasional deep thought.
Thanks for hanging out with us as we figure out this [blessed] life!

If you are looking for my photography blog (where words don't tend to fall out of my mouth nearly as freely), visit {captured by} heidi.

Thursday, August 28, 2014

MIA. Again.

Someone (full disclosure: it was my husband) asked why I'd been MIA on social media (Instagram) lately. I didn't really have a great answer. But I had a lot of excuses.

I've been trying really hard (and not so hard on other days) to ditch the phone as much as possible. Those phone ditched moments are usually when the goodness happens that I would otherwise be instagramming.

Summer was emotionally and physically draining. Mostly in a good way (vacation, splash parks, mountain top God experiences) but still draining. The thought of logging on and processing other people's experiences on top of my own was more than I could handle most days.

The resident two year old prefers running around in non Instagram appropriate attire most of the time. When I say non appropriate I mean they would shut down the account and  lock me out. As the kid told his grandma on the phone recently, he 'just really likes bein nakey.'

And  one of the biggest reasons.... It's the busy season for photography. I may not see you again till November.  Unless you have a session scheduled. ;)



In other news. I did post an IG pic today.



I'm semi caught up on editing and requested a date night to celebrate. It's church night so our babysitters were all busy which meant  little man got to tag along with us. We worked more on the napkin in the lap and using good table manners. He even started eating his pasta by twirling it onto the fork tonight. Watching the fork twirling and hearing him say things like, 'actually I want the orange wedges please' and I'm having flash forwards (is that a thing?) to him as an actual little man  out at a restaurant without his mama and that's too much for me to think about.


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