why i marched…


why did I march in the Omaha edition of The Woman’s March On Washington?

how can I put my answer down into words?

the short answer is because…  TRUTH MATTERS. WE MATTER. OUR FUTURE MATTERS.

I made signs for the march all day that Saturday. I wanted them to convey everything I was feeling. I wanted to channel all of my sadness & frustration & anger & just plain disbelief in to these 5 little signs…



really, a bunch of women marching all over the world, ok, 3 MILLION women marching all over the world & people look at it & all that they can come up with is that we are marching for pro-choice reasons. how ignorant is that????

I marched because this man does not speak for me. yes, he is my president, the president of the country that I live in & I need him to realize that he is indeed my president too. I marched because I know that he does not speak for me & my values.

i believe that he is particularly dangerous for our children, our next generations. children that are discovering themselves, the world around them & where they fit into it. I can not even imagine having a 10 year old son & trying to explain to him that the awful things that this man says about women & minorities & people of other religions are not ok & it is not ok to treat people so poorly. it is not ok to disrespect people in such a horrible way. how do you explain to a young boy or girl that the things that he says are hateful & ignorant but then explain to them that enough people believed in the horrible things that he says & voted him to become our 45th. president of the United States of America??????????????

how do you tell your daughter to stand up for herself, her body, her safety, never let anyone treat you with disrespect & if someone does, you tell me. I will help you. then that little girl is watching the news, she hears the things that this man says & she looks at me & asks me “isn’t that our president?”  & I have to say yes.

how will she process that?

how do you teach your sons to respect girls & women. to treat them with respect & stand up for them. how do you teach your son how to enter the dating world & how to be respectful & loving to others & then have them see this big, powerful, wealthy, man stand up there & disrespect women & treat them like they are less than him??????????????

how is that boy going to process this?

the talk becomes normal. it becomes ok & normal to hear such horrible disrespect coming from a man of such power & all of a sudden our kids think that that makes them powerful & strong.

it is dangerous territory. it permeates our lives no matter how much we let them know that it just isn’t ok. we can not give them an answer as to why so many people believed in such a man, all we can tell them is that we do not speak or act like that.

and it is bigger than that.

when you have a man that is so loud, they can’t help but hear his words.

it is not just about them learning how to be treated & how to treat people of the opposite sex it is about them learning about how we treat anyone. how all of us treat each other.

it is not ok for my kids to listen to the news & have to hear this man speaking hate language about people from other countries. people of other religions.

we talk about it in our house.

Mikayla is 17, she has come to her own decisions. she has processed this entire election with her dad & I. we watched, dumbfounded as people got behind this clown.

Sophia is 5, she hears more than we know. she takes it all in & sometimes she will ask questions, sometimes she will give us her input. like when she was asked why she was marching at the women’s march & she looked up with those big beautiful eyes & said “FOR HUMAN RIGHTS”

I cried.

they listen, they hear, they take it all in, they are processing all of it. everything they hear at that age is contributing to their moral compass for their future.

and this is just one reason he is dangerous.

we can not go backwards.

ok, adults want to believe in this man & the hate & bigotry that he spews but dammit, not my kids. not my family. we are not going backwards & I marched to say that I am not following this man anywhere. I am not one of his sheep, blindly following him back to hate.


I have seen many posts on social media from women stating they were embarrassed by the women’s march. I read these words, from multiple women. I read them, trying to put myself into their shoes & all I could come up with was that this is one thing that these women did not do… put themselves into another person’s shoes.

I didn’t march for myself, because I feel like there are things I can not do or that I am persecuted in any way.

I marched because I know that there are millions of people out there that are persecuted. because they don’t make as much money as others. because they love another woman. because of the color of their skin. because of their religion. because English is their second language.

I marched because my heart aches for these people. good people. just trying to live the best lives they can. they have mothers & fathers & children & people that love them. they are just like you & me & now we have a man running this country that believes they are second class citizens.

I have read these posts from these women & they seem to think that the march was some whining, temper tantrum for liberals. what????????????????

this was a place to stand tall, strong & resolve in our beliefs that all people are created equal. it’s not just a saying, it is truth.

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I marched for these girls to see, it is bigger than them. it is about all people. they are lucky, they do not go without. they have warm homes & loving families & great schools & warm dinners & toys & cars & people pushing them to go to college & telling them they can be anything they want to be as long as they put in the work. they need to know that not everyone has these things.

they need to understand that even in a world that revolves around money, that is not real. how you treat others is real. how you see others is real. how you help others is real. your truth is real.

I have actually been told by family members, just wait, he may put more money in your pocket at the end of the year…. I couldn’t believe my ears. I DON’T GIVE A SHIT HOW MUCH MONEY I HAVE, IF OTHER PEOPLE ARE HURTING BECAUSE OF IT, I WOULD RATHER BURN IT.

and that is my truth.

shane & I work hard every day. we work & we work & still sometimes, the last few days of the month I have no money for groceries. we are considered a middle class family in America.

now, come to my face & tell me how I have done something wrong. you come tell me to my face how I just don’t work hard enough. I dare you.

ok. sorry, that was a little confrontational but seriously. people get a little money in their pocket & all of a sudden they are looking down on everyone they think might not have as much as them. I am getting a little side tracked here, but not really, because this is the mind set in America today.

I marched because this new president of ours is perpetuating this mind set. I will not sit back & watch it happen.

so I marched. we marched. & this little girl marched tall & proud, with her little bunny strapped to her back, holding that sign high. THE. WHOLE. TIME. & I could not have been more proud. I hope she will always remember this night & if she doesn’t, I hope that she always remembers to stand up for herself, this planet & for others.

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I marched because this man does not care about this planet. I marched with a heavy heart because this man has no care about this planet.

his second day in office he signed an “executive order” to move forward with the Dakota access pipeline, his only reason was it would create “good jobs, great, great jobs”


at what cost?

he gives no thought of the sacred land, the sacred people, the sacred water. the repercussions that our future generations will face because of his decisions. my heart aches.

meanwhile, he is a money man. money, money, money.

science isn’t real, alternative facts are truth, we will never run out of water, fracking is safe, pipelines are safe, who needs trees, who needs sustainable energy, global climactic change is fake, people not from America don’t matter, muslims are scary, all muslims are terrorists, not everyone needs health care, women have no right to make medical decisions for their own bodies, if you are fleeing horrible living conditions, war, poverty, sexual slavery & other human atrocities, guess what, our new president says you don’t belong here. the list goes on & on & on & on. there are too many reasons to march & all that I am left with is…


like I said during the election, I don’t know what is scarier. that one man would believe all of these horrible things about others & feel so superior or that millions of people would actually hear what he says & say to themselves, yes. yes, that is the man that I believe in.

now that is scary.

But, do I truly believe that everyone that voted for this man believes in everything he says? No. I do not. I just don’t know how to reconcile those differences. I believe that his scare tactics worked. We have seen that used in our world’s history, in horrible ways, & it frightens me to see this man using such tactics. I know that people are scared because money is tight & we live in an uncertain world but giving in to his dividing ways, I believe, is only going to make the world more dangerous. For all of us.

I have heard that people think we marched because we are pouty, cry baby little snowflakes pissed off because “our candidate” didn’t win.

I didn’t have a candidate.

I marched for anyone that has ever heard his words & felt like lesser of a person because of them.

that is my short answer for why I marched. I will continue marching. I will continue to stand up for the things that I believe in, such as…

our planet. human rights. integrity. morals. all people are created equal. love is love. black lives matter. water is life. a woman’s right to choose. every person’s right to a quality education & health care. inclusion. acceptance. kindness. truth. science. free speech.

I march knowing that the world is bigger than me…


I am awake. we are awake. we see you & we are not going away.

and if my kids are reading this, I marched for you.

Jan. 18-20, 2017…

oh my gosh it was nice out today!! still a little chilly but it just felt great to get out & take a walk & get some fresh air…

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I love playing card games with her. we play most evenings after her bath. always old maid first, then go-fish, then animal rummy, then crazy 8’s… she usually beats me!! ha. this night we were playing old maid & she said “mom, you look like the old maid because you vacuum all the time” I may have gotten a little upset so she backtracked, a little… “no, you don’t look like the old maid, maybe just a little, when you close one eye & vacuum you look like the old maid, or a pirate” where does she come up with this stuff??!! haha,

love my little card buddy.

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January 20, 2017. inauguration day for Donald Trump. I cant believe I just typed that sentence. I have so many emotions surrounding this day & I am trying to write them all up in a blog post, trying to get it down so my kids will know what side of history I stood on. well, they already know. but, I cant seem to make it thru writing that blog post, hopefully soon.

but, for the record…

I stand with people. I stand with all people. I stand with morality & kindness & truth. I stand with this planet. i stand with truth. real truth. i stand with science & facts.

I am not a big believer in alternate facts, especially when it comes to my children & the planet we will leave them.

anyway, I tried to stay away from the inauguration as much as possible because it made me so sick to my stomach. but, it beat me down.

at the end of the night Sophia & I watched a little ‘full house’ before bed & it was perfect to just sit there & laugh with my sweet girl…

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Jan. 9-12, 2017…

still enjoying making sure I get my camera out for my photo a day.

bath time with my happy girl. I know that one day probably sooner than I would like, she will be showering on her own. these days too shall pass & I just want to be present for them while they are here…



Sophia got to go to build a bear which was her Christmas present from grammy. oh my word she was so excited! she had asked for a build a bear for Christmas, she just loved the process. picking her bunny, stuffing her, giving her a heart full of love to stuff inside of her & of course, picking out the outfits. Shelby, the girl who helped us, was the best!

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she named her bunny Sophie. love it.

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and a little blueberry muffin for Sophia & coffee for grammy & I afterwards…


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just a normal night at home, making dinner. I go back to work on Monday after being gone for 4 weeks after my surgery, I have so enjoyed this time spent at home, on these cold days, with my family. I know, I only work 20 hours a week, not a big deal. ha. but I really am a self proclaimed hermit, I’m ok with that.

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marching season 2016…

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2016, Mikayla’s final marching band season!! for days I have been gathering photos & videos from this past marching season & I think I am finally ready to put them all together. I am only missing a few videos from early practices that I lost when my phone died on me. oh well, not going to stress about the few videos I lost because I was there, I really was. ha.

i completely did not realize how emotional i was going to be to see Mikayla march thru her final high school marching band season. i cried so much this season it is a little embarrassing. but, it has been such a huge part of her life & her growth, which means it has also been a huge part of my life. one thing I never knew about being a parent until I became one is that their success is your success, their failures are your failures, all of it.

i am just so thankful that Mikayla had this band, to push her & give her the best, most amazing high school experience & of course, her, maisy & juma have been together since the beginning. what a great thing to watch, those three flourishing & their friendships grow & they met all because of this band.

anyway, it was an emotional few months, knowing that it was a last. every thing that happened, it was a last of something & that is emotional…

they ended up taking second in state this year!!! which is amazing!!

what a memorable final marching season. memories that will last these kids (and us parents) for a lifetime…

final band camp. July, 2016…

Sophia & I had a blast being water girls…

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every year we have our “reveal concert” where we get to hear the show music & see what they have learned of the show so far. it always amazes me how much of their show they can learn in this one week. thru the years i also realized that what you see reveal night is probably nothing like what you will see at their final show of the season. throughout their season the show is always changing, they are making tweaks here & there up until their final practice the night before their state competition…

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final end of band camp round up…


a few weeks after band camp they have their annual all day practice, the show gets changed & tweaked & perfected & changed some more all in this one day. it is supposed to be 10 hours of practice this one day but it usually ends up being kids getting to the school at 7 am & getting home about 10 pm. it is a long day. Sophia & i always head up to the school about 8 pm, that is when they start their full run thrus of the show after their long day of practice…

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and a few videos of this evening…






after this long Saturday, the next Saturday is my favorite of all of our band days… the march a thon. a fundraiser for the band where they walk in about an 8 mile radius around millard west, like their own amazing parade, doing lawn concerts along the way to raise money. it is just such a fun day…

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after the march a thon starts football season where the band performs at home game half times & of course in the stands during the game. I have no idea what happened in any of the football games I went to in the last four years, I was only there for the band…






and competition season begins…

this first video is their first full performance in competition, watch this one, then at the end I will post their final competition performance before state, it is amazing how different they are. it is amazing to see their improvement in such a short period of time. what an amazing show this year wildcat band!!

performance wildcat marching classis competition…


and, I am sorry for the shaky videos & my screaming throughout the videos in this post. I am there & I want to be present but I also want these photos & videos to look back on of these moments so, they are not perfect!

mid season practices…




love these photos of my girls celebrating the first place finish of the millard west band at the elkhorn marching band contest…

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these are the days.

Mikayla was nominated homecoming queen this year so we got to walk her out onto the field during half time at the homecoming football game. one of her best friends, who is also in the band won homecoming queen & it was so awesome to see them both be nominated this year & to have Juma keep it in the band fam!!!

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and at the final home game of the season it is senior night, where all of the seniors in the band are recognized & are walked out onto the field with their parents. so emotional to see all of these kids saying good bye to something that they love so much.

all of the graduating seniors…

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and then their final practice of the season the night before their state marching band tournament. the final practice ever for these seniors & us parents.

bittersweet moments for sure…

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and my favorite part of the show, the bridge. a beautiful piece of music that will probably always make me cry every time I hear it. this was their final time practicing it & it was emotional…



and of course, state marching band competition, where they came in second. loved having so many people there to cheer Mikayla on…

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last walk off the field…



they did amazing.

this year after state Mikayla had some friends over for a little bonfire to celebrate their awesome season…


full show from their final performance before state, their state performance was even better, the best all year but I couldn’t record there.

love this show. loved this season…



what an amazing year!!

the week after state is the band honors night. where, of course there are tributes to the seniors in the band all over the place…

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and that’s a wrap.

I loved watching Mikayla grow thru her years in the band. I loved watching her work hard with this group of kids that are all of her friends, I loved watching them work together & push each other to keep going.

I can not write a post about Mikayla’s final year in marching band without mentioning the friendships she has made with some amazing people.

her, maisy & juma were inseperable their entire 4 years in this band & throughout high school & I believe they will be friends for a long time to come. Mikayla could not have picked more amazing people to surround herself with…

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I am so proud of all of the hard work you put in these past 4 years Mikayla.

I am proud of all of the life lessons you learned along the way.

thank you for the amazing memories Millard West marching band.




I have been wanting to get Sophia a doll house for a while now but they are sooooo expensive. we set out the other day to stop at some thrift stores to try & find a book case or something that we could make into a doll house. we walked in to the first goodwill & saw this house sitting there!!! oh my gosh, we were so excited! it was attached to a weird big toy box that we knew we weren’t going to use so I asked the guy if I could just rip the house part off. ha. he didn’t care & I ripped the top off & we came home with our 9$ dollhouse!! it was painted orange & black so we just had to slap on a coat of white paint, we added some wall paper & cant wait to add more fun stuff to it. we went to hobby lobby to look at furniture but again, why is doll house stuff so expensive? grammy got Sophia a cute little crib & dresser for the babies room, we got a chair & a few things to make some tables for the house which we made today & I think they came out so cute, Sophia just has to paint them now & we just need to find a little shelf or something to add as a base for the house. honestly, I don’t know who is more excited about this silly dollhouse, me, Sophia or Mikayla?? ha.

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of course, we had to add some lights to it…

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I think we are going to have some fun playing with this house!


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Mikayla finishing up her college scholarship applications!! so proud of her for getting these all done & submitted on time. changes are around the corner for her & our entire little family unit. I am so excited for her but of course feeling nostalgic & a little selfishly sad, that these days have to end…

and a little ipad before bed for this one…

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January 6, 2017…

another cold, cold day.

we managed to find a few pretty pockets of light & for dinner, Sophia’s favorite, homemade pizza…

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loving this photo a day challenge, especially when we aren’t doing anything particularly exciting, looking for creative ways to document our everyday.