the campbell crazies

brian {the dad}, stephanie {the mom}, kamryn {the bug}, kaiden {the boy}

{joy of love: day 02}

February 2nd, 2011 · Comments Off on {joy of love: day 02}

how they look……

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{joy of love: day 01}

February 2nd, 2011 · Comments Off on {joy of love: day 01}

what they do……

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{the joy of LOVE}

February 2nd, 2011 · 1 Comment

I found this fun little adventure HERE

this FREE 28-day class is based on the other finding the joy classes.  did you read that…this class is entirely FREE!

participants will receive daily email prompts/photo assignments with some tutorial/instruction built into the daily email lesson.  it is that easy.  i email you every morning, and you follow the assignment/prompt if you would like.  i will create a public flickr gallery where you can share if you so choose.

to sign up, please complete the following email sign up.  only those who sign up will be able to participate.  please use a valid email address.  i will NEVER share my email lists, so please do not worry about that.

sign up for {the JOY of LOVE} here: {the JOY of LOVE} (you will have to confirm your email address with a link that is sent to you)

i look forward to seeing all of you in class!

suggested class materials:

  • someone(s) you love
  • a camera
  • a desire to stretch your photographic skills

what you can expect from this willette JOY class:

  • a daily email during the month of february
  • the email will contain a photo idea and occasional tips
  • a public flickr gallery to share photos
  • an album template download at the end for all of your photos you take during the class
  • a journey to help you document your loved one(s) – whether it is a spouse, partner, child, pet, parent or friend 

It’s not to late – you too can join in on the fun – sign up now!!

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{watches him imagine}

February 1st, 2011 · Comments Off on {watches him imagine}

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{wishes she could nap like this in the car}

February 1st, 2011 · Comments Off on {wishes she could nap like this in the car}

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{i love} part one

February 1st, 2011 · 1 Comment


that she calls him Buddy

that he calls her Sissy

that she dances & performs, and loves an audience

that he thinks Tato Head {mr. potato head} is the bee’s knees right now

that she makes up & sings silly songs, just like her Daddy

that he growls, grimaces, and stomps

that she is sassy, strong willed, and determined {and no, i have not gone crazy}

that he asks to wear a baseball cap, and looks so darn cute in it

that she thinks twirly dresses and tights are so fun

that he can dribble a basketball, kick a soccer ball, and throw a football

that she asks to help me in the kitchen, and gets super excited when the answer is “yes”

that he loves to help in the kitchen as much as, if not more, than his Sissy

that she asks for a ‘special drink’ whenever we drive past Sonic

that he refuses to leave Dutch Monkey if he has not been given any doughnut holes

that she strikes a pose when the camera is pointed at her

that he says “cheese” everytime the camera is pointed at him

i love that she is my Ladybug, The Girl, my Kamster, my Kamma-lamma-ding-dong

i love that he is my Little Man, The Boy, my Monster Baby, my Buddy Boy


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{the chosen mothers} by:erma bombeck

February 1st, 2011 · Comments Off on {the chosen mothers} by:erma bombeck

Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressures, and a couple by habit.

Did you ever wonder how mothers of children with life threatening illnesses are chosen?

Somehow, I visualize God hovering over Earth selecting His instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation.

As He observes, He instructs His angels to make notes in a giant ledger.

“Armstrong, Beth, son, patron saint Matthew. Forrest, Marjorie, daughter, patron saint Cecilia. Rutledge, Carrie, twins, patron saint Gerard.”

Finally, He passes a name to an angel and says, “Give her a child with cancer.”

The angel is curious. “Why this one God? She’s so happy.”

“Exactly” smiles God, “Could I give a child with cancer a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel.”

“But, does she have patience?” asks the angel.

“I don’t want her to have too much patience or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair.

Once the shock and resentment wears off, she will handle it.”

“I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independence that is so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I’m going to give her has it’s own world. She has to make it live in her world and that’s not going to be easy.”

“But, Lord, I don’t think she believes in you.” No matter, I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness.”

The angel gasps -“Selfishness? is that a virtue?”

God nods. “If she can’t separate herself from the child occasionally, she’ll never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child less than perfect. She doesn’t realize it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take anything her child does for granted. She will never consider a single step ordinary. I will permit her to see clearly the things I see…ignorance, cruelty, prejudice…and allow her to rise above them.” She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life, because she is doing My work as surely as if she is here by My side.”

“And what about her patron Saint?” asks the angel. His pen poised in mid-air. God smiles, “A mirror will suffice.”

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{welcome to holland}

February 1st, 2011 · Comments Off on {welcome to holland}

c1987 by Emily Perl Kingsley. All rights reserved

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability – to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It’s like this……

When you’re going to have a baby, it’s like planning a fabulous vacation trip – to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It’s all very exciting.

After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, “Welcome to Holland.”

“Holland?!?” you say. “What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I’m supposed to be in Italy. All my life I’ve dreamed of going to Italy.”

But there’s been a change in the flight plan. They’ve landed in Holland and there you must stay.

The important thing is that they haven’t taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It’s just a different place.

So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.

It’s just a different place. It’s slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you’ve been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around…. and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills….and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.

But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy… and they’re all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say “Yes, that’s where I was supposed to go. That’s what I had planned.”

And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away… because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.

But… if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn’t get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things … about Holland.

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top 20 reasons {why moms/parents of kids with special needs ROCK}

February 1st, 2011 · Comments Off on top 20 reasons {why moms/parents of kids with special needs ROCK}

1) Because we never thought that “doing it all” would mean doing this much. But we do do it all — and then some.

2) Because we’ve discovered patience we never knew we had.

3) Because we are willing to do something 10 times, 100 times or 1,000 times if that’s what it takes for our kids to learn something new.

4) Because we have heard doctors tell us the worst, and we’ve refused to believe them. Take THAT, naysaying doctors of the world!

5) Because we have bad days and breakdowns and bawl-fests, and then we pick ourselves up and keep right on going.

6) Because we gracefully handle the stares, the comments, the rude remarks. (Well, mostly gracefully.)

7) Because we manage to get ourselves together and get out the door looking pretty damn good. Heck, we even make sweatpants look good!

8 ) Because we are strong. Man, are we strong. Who knew we could be this strong?

9) Because we aren’t just moms, wives, cooks, cleaners, chauffeurs and women who work. We are moms, wives, cooks, cleaners, chauffeurs, women who work, physical therapists, speech therapists, occupational therapists, teachers, researchers, nurses, coaches and cheerleaders. Whew!

10) Because we work overtime every single day.

11) Because we also worry overtime, but we work it through. Or we eat chocolate or Pirate’s Booty or gourmet cheese (which aren’t reimbursable by insurance as mental-health necessities, but should be).

12) Because we are more selfless than other moms. Our kids need us more.

13) Because we give our kids with special needs endless love, and then we still have so much love left for our other kids, our husbands, our families. And our hairstylists, of course.

14) Because we inspire one another in this crazy blogosphere every single day.

15) Because we understand our kids better than anyone else — even if they can’t talk; even if they can’t gesture; even if they can’t look us in the eye. We know. We just know.

16) Because we never stop pushing for our kids.

17) Because we never stop hoping for them, either.

18) Because just when it seems like things are going OK, they’re suddenly not OK, but we deal. Somehow, we always deal — even when it seems like our heads or hearts might explode.

19) Because when we look at our kids, we just see great kids — not kids with cerebral palsy/autism/Down syndrome/developmental delays/whatever.

20) Because … well, you tell me.

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{taught them how to play air hockey}

January 31st, 2011 · Comments Off on {taught them how to play air hockey}

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