aileenreilly This girl. 13 today. On the 13th. Who says 13 is unlucky? I'm the luckiest one around to be momma to this fabulous 13 year old. This is her, documented by her, as she is always grabbing my iPhone at any chance she can to surprise bless me with her smiling face or fish face or kiss face or her sticking out tongue. I love you Erin to the moon and back forever and always amen. ️ PS. Photocreds @erinreilly_ All photos completely unedited by me (I would never put that yellow Polaroid filter on a photo ). 7d

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aileenreilly My girl sliding into home. Safe. Next time we may opt for pants, no matter the heat. #helloagainsoftballfields #toughgirl #itsonlyalittlecutup 2w

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aileenreilly One last look. I always take one the last night. Never mind that I will be back on that pier before 8am fishing again the next day, the day we leave. It's the last night, and I take a picture. Because in three days, five days, ten days, two months, I will forget what it looked like. Everything will look like my calendar, filled with back-to-school nights and field hockey practices and little league and GOTR and school of rock and all that my life entails. I will forget how calming the water is, how the sun sets across the sky blending colors that my children can name simply but that can't quite capture the beauty of the palette together. I will forget the peace of sitting. The stillness of the dock, the feel of one more cast, the tug of the line and that split second when you're not sure if you have a fish or if your sinker is stuck between rocks on the bottom. The sounds of the water lapping against the pier and the children being quiet so they can hear it too. The bald eagles gliding through the air searching for dinner over the water as we track them and point. It is all here. It was all there. We are home now. The pantry is empty. The laundry is stacked high. Dinner was take-out. Bedtime was early. But this. Those feelings. I carry them with me. As I walked back to the house, up the slight incline of the dock, I turned around, juggled the fishing rods that no one wanted to carry, the bait box, my camera. One last look. Here. We were here. 1mon

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aileenreilly I'm usually all about the black and white, but sometimes your view needs technicolor. #nofilter #gorgeouslife 1mon

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aileenreilly Four in one photo. Never an easy task. 1mon
  •   13inbetween :) have trouble with 2 you hit the jackpot. 1mon
  •   themeganfloyd Love. I will stand at one end of the living room and snap a photo where each noggin is visible, and that totally counts for me. 1mon

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aileenreilly Every night I put my 7 year old son to bed and then I sit outside his door reading while I wait for him to fall asleep. Often the dog will eventually come find me and lay at my side. Tonight while I was in my son's room giving kisses and tucking him in, I came out to find the dog already waiting for me, his head already on my book. It's the first time he was there first. Already knowing where I was headed. #littlethings 1mon
  •   _amy_grace Are so big. And all we have most of the time. Love1mon
  •   13inbetween <3 1mon
  •   camilledavisanderson I forgot that you have a son the same age as ours. I'm happy to hear that other moms I seven year old sons have to stay close until they're asleep :) 1mon
  •   allismiles What a sweet dog. What kind? 1mon
  •   aileenreilly @allismiles He's a golden doodle. 1/2 golden retriever, 1/2 poodle. A 90 pound sweetheart. :) 1mon
  •   allismiles That sounds perfect. Does he shed much? 1mon
  •   aileenreilly @allismiles He doesn't shed at all. Either does his brother (he lives next door). 1mon
  •   clairebidwell Haha! I love this! Thanks for reading. 1mon

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aileenreilly When I run, I don't just run. I sing, I dance, I skip, I walk, and oh yeah, I run too. Sometimes the sidewalk lovingly talks back to me and tells me to keep going. And I do. 2mon

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aileenreilly Tagged by @kelseygerhard for #widn -- Surviving the plague that has descended upon my home (those drinks are actually for my 2 kids that have survived and moved on - still have one in recovery and one in "waiting" mode). Hopefully all four are back to themselves and laughing whining and fighting soon. About to get my run on. Tagging @meghanboyer @_amy_grace and @jhnfong - Whatcha doing right now? 2mon

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aileenreilly It’s the downtime that means the most to me. The in-betweens. The car ride conversations. The afterschool hanging out in the kitchen while they grab a snack or ten. The moments when they choose to hang out next to me instead of retreating to their bedroom with the door closed. It’s a balance with my teen and tween girls as they work to separate themselves but yet find they still need (and want) Mom. I’m happy for the stolen quiet times, no screens present, even if we’re only there breathing the same oxygen, soaking up each other’s presence. Contemplating and dreaming, sharing the day’s stories. In the end, I want most to remember those times. The birthdays are great, the holidays wonderful, all those expected predictable “family times” that fill the requisite family photo albums, but in the end, when they’ve walked out that front door into their own lives, I will miss those quiet times together, the unstructured moments that arrived serendipitously. I will miss their warm bodies emanating life and energy into my home. I will miss this. So I soak it all up as much as I can, and when they allow me, I pull out my camera to remember. The seemingly boring mundane nothingness of nothing going on. Except it’s everything. Absolutely everything. Part of The Chorus on Motherhood With A Camera {link in profile for today}, a collective meditation on Family. Thank you @_amy_grace for the invitation. 2mon

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aileenreilly Come to the woods, for here is rest. John Muir. 2mon

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aileenreilly Early morning farmers market for local fruits and veggies. Followed by a trip to Dunkin' Donuts. #saywhat #keepinitreal #kids #whatcanisay 2mon

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aileenreilly I saw this woman's hair on the metro yesterday and I immediately thought of my friend @kristinmyoung (lover of natural hair) and I had to take a photo for her. This morning I found out it's Kristin's birthday. Happy Birthday Kristin! Only after I downloaded the photo from my camera did I see the three generations holding on together. #naturalhair 2mon

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aileenreilly Summer living. And a house of girls. 2mon

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aileenreilly Life. Waiting for big sister at @schoolofrockdc. 2mon

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aileenreilly Designing homes to withstand hurricane force winds. Exhibit has winds all the way up to Hurricane Five. Great learning experience about windows and roofs and what works and what doesn't. #nationalbuildingmuseum 2mon

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aileenreilly The Big Maze. Timing kids as they figure their way out. #nationalbuildingmuseum #bigmaze 2mon

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aileenreilly Life with teenage girls. 2mon

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aileenreilly Front porch in the rain. Devices, frozen yogurt, bouncing ball and laughs. Dog hiding inside. 3mon

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aileenreilly This team. Unbelievable. Another win. On to the VGSL U10 championship game. Let me tell you something about this team. They entered playoffs on Monday with a 1-11 record and down one player for the game. Where was their player? At the hospital undergoing chemo. On Monday night, they played the league's undefeated team (12-0) and WON. Amazing pitching, catching and batting. Tonight, they came out with heart and fire and everyone played incredibly well, including the girl who is two days post-chemo and who was back on the pitcher's mound for an inning. Such a great win tonight, in the pouring rain no less. Friday night, here they come, the VGSL U10 championship game! 4mon

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