CuddleTeam6

05/04/2026

Homemade pizza recipe ->
Pizza Dough Recipe:

• 3 ½ cups flour
• 1 ¼ cups warm water
• 2 ¼ tsp yeast
• 1 tbsp honey or sugar
• 2 tbsp olive oil
• 1 tsp salt

Directions:

1. Mix warm water, honey, and yeast.
Let it sit 5–10 minutes until foamy and alive-looking.
2. Add flour, olive oil, and salt.
Trust the process. The dough always looks questionable at first.
3. Knead 8–10 minutes until smooth.
Oddly therapeutic honestly.
4. Cover and let rise 1–2 hours.


Shape and bake.

You’re welcome.

05/03/2026

People ask us all the time why our kids willingly eat vegetables.

Honestly, it’s not magic.
It’s culture. It’s consistency. It’s what they see every day.

Our kids eat vegetables because:

* we eat vegetables
* they see it modeled constantly
* it’s normal in our home, not a punishment
* we make it fun and approachable
* we serve them over and over without turning it into a battle

Sometimes cucumbers are cut into sticks.
Sometimes peppers become “crunch boats.”
Sometimes broccoli is just broccoli.

Kids don’t always need endless alternatives and processed dips to eat healthy food. They need exposure, familiarity, and a healthy environment around them.

We’re also intentional about the influences around our children. The families we spend time with matter. The habits normalized around them matter. Kids absorb culture fast — especially from other kids.

One thing homeschooling has given us is more control over the rhythms, conversations, and examples shaping our home. That doesn’t mean perfect kids. It just means we can be more intentional about what becomes “normal.”

And honestly? We don’t make separate meals.

Vegetables are served no matter what. Calmly. Consistently. No huge emotional reaction attached to it.

Over time, healthy choices stop feeling “healthy.” They just feel normal.

That consistency compounds more than people realize.

04/18/2026

POV: last set done… cardio’s next 😭

…but these pants got me reconsidering my priorities 👀🔥

Let’s just say—he’s suddenly very invested in my workout routine 😂

04/12/2026

It was an incredible honor to stand there with my kids and show them the jet I used to fly—especially now that they’re old enough to understand what it really meant.

For the first time, I think they saw a version of me they’ve never fully seen before.

I was nervous walking into it. That chapter of my life wasn’t easy to walk away from. It asked more of me than I ever said out loud, and I didn’t know what it would feel like to be back in front of it.

But standing there with them… something shifted.

It wasn’t loss. It wasn’t regret.

It was clarity.

I got to see it through their eyes—and instead of what I left behind, I saw what it gave me. What it built. What I carried forward into this life… into being their mom.

03/30/2026

I’m glad it all worked out.

03/27/2026

This is the after.

I didn’t start sprint triathlons because I was looking for another challenge.

I started because there was something I couldn’t ignore anymore.

I wasn’t a strong swimmer.

Not enough to panic… but not enough to fully trust myself either. And once you have kids, that realization hits differently.

Because it’s not about you anymore.

It’s about what happens if something goes wrong.
It’s about whether you move… or hesitate.

So I signed up for a sprint triathlon.

Not because I loved swimming—
because I didn’t.

Lap after lap, uncomfortable breath after uncomfortable breath, I stayed in it. I learned how to stay calm when I wanted to tense up. I built confidence where there used to be doubt.

Now standing here, watching my kids in the water… it feels different.

There’s no hesitation.
No second-guessing.

Just the quiet confidence that if something happened, I could go.

And that changes everything.

So I’ll ask you—

Could you jump into alligator-infested water to save your child?
Could you swim as far as it takes to reach them?

03/04/2026