Sunday, August 31, 2014

Be You

I spent a good part of my life wishing I was my sister. She had so many qualities that, in my eyes, I'd never be able to live up to. It was probably what I struggled with most when I was younger. It bothered me so much. I thought I could never be good enough because I wasn't Kaysley. 

And here's the truth of who I am.

I love Christmas with a passion that's a little weird. Hobby Lobby automatically makes me happy when I walk in. Drinking coffee is an experience for me. I love to be dressed up and look nice, but I hate putting in the time to actually do it. I'm cold at all times. I love to read. I'm emotional. As in, I can cry about anything happy at the drop of a hat. My heart breaks for people I don't know. I want more than anything to be a wife and a nurse. Blogging relieves my stress, and the people I meet here restore my hope in humanity. I'm not very funny. I wish I had infinite money so that I could buy everyone I love everything they want. I hate the idea of dancing in public. I can't sing. I'm stubborn. I miss playing softball for the exercise, but not the team aspect. I'm somewhere in between an introvert and an extrovert, but not shy. I hate when people don't make eye contact. I believe everyone should just be responsible. Weddings make me happy. I like the feeling after I exercise, but hate actually exercising. 

And that just starts the list.

Here's the thing. Those things above are what make me, me. 

Some of those may be similar to you, some might not. And you couldn't be me if you tried. Not because you're incapable of acting, but because God didn't create you to be me. Just like He didn't create me to be my sister, or anyone else.

We spend a lot of time wishing we were someone else. I wish I had her/his fame, family, car, house, money, personality, looks. If God wanted you to have his/her _____, he would've given you that. But God didn't design you to be your parent, sibling, friend, or co-worker. 

God hand-designed you for something great. You have good qualities and you have bad. But God created you to be you and you have exactly what you need at the present moment to fulfill God's purpose for your life. 

When we spend all our time and energy wishing our lives/personalities were different, we miss all that God could be doing in and through us. Because God has something specific for you, it's not going to get done if you don't accept who are and the calling He's put on your life. 

I like to think when we wish we are someone else, we're having an identity crisis. If you're wishing you were someone else, then you obviously don't know just how amazing you are. If you don't know who you are, you'll always wish to be someone else. If you don't know Whose you are, you'll never know your value. 

God created you with His own hands and that means you are of infinite worth. You are made in the image of The Holy God and that means you should never desire to be anyone else. You are important, valuable, and beautiful to The King. 

Jesus didn't create you to be a copy of someone else.

So Be You.

Friday, August 29, 2014

Oh Hey, Friday!

Woohoo! It's Friday! It's been a good week here! 

We started off our week with a surprise trip to Build A Bear and picked out a Spiderman bear, dressed it in Iron Man clothes, and named it Mr. Bear. #boymom

It's been in the mid 80s here and my Fall-loving-self is dying of happiness. Here are my five things this Friday!


I wrote all about the PSL Monday on the blog and then a couple days ago I got this in the mail. A just-because Starbucks gift card and some sweet words. I'm so thankful for friends like this!


Tuesday morning I had a huge to-do list but I felt like God was telling me to go somwhere peaceful so I did and it was such a good choice. God knew just what I needed and our time together was the sweetest. 

Sometimes we just need to put down our to-do list and just go listen to our Daddy tell us how much He loves us. And when He tells us how beautiful we are, how much He loves us, and that He has beautiful, brilliant, magnificent plans for us, we need to believe and trust that He means it.


My sister and I showed Lincoln a 4D picture of baby Brilee {my niece, if you're new here} a few days ago and Lincoln informed us, "That baby is dirty. She's messy. I want a clean one."

Praise The Lord she'll be cleaned up by the time he meets her or he'd probably send her back. 

And also look at this bow I made her. I'm dying to see her in all her bows!


I stand amazed at what God can do.

In 1988, God brought together two people who didn't know Him to start a family. By the end of 1992, the Fussell five was complete. In 2011, we added Linc and Matt to make us a family of seven. In 2014, we've added McKenzie and Brilee is on her way to make us a family of nine. I'm thankful for a lot of things in life, but these eight people are what I'm most thankful for. I know in life, no matter what I face, I have eight incredible people on my side and for that I'll be grateful forever. Home is wherever these precious people are.


The other day Lincoln and I got home from somewhere and there were, not just one, but TWO birds in the house. How does this even happen?? {I still haven't figured it out.}

Lincoln and I had to catch them. And by Lincoln and I, I mean I caught them while Lincoln jumped up and down screaming and laughing. We then put one of the birds in a box for a few minutes for Lincoln to stare at.

Soon {I promise} I'll be posting Linc's first day of school and the second half of our Legoland trip! Have an amazing weekend!

Monday, August 25, 2014

Fallelujah, Glory Glory

I wish I could take credit for that phrase. Half I got from Pinterest and the rest I got from Courtney.

It's August and that means that this lady is full on ready for Fall. Because Fall/cold weather/Christmas is my favorite time of year, I figured I'd do a post welcoming the season. And what better day to do that than on the day that THE PUMPKIN SPICE LATTE comes back?!?!

{Yes. That needed to be capitalized.}

Despite the fact that it's still going to be a special kind of hot for another month {or longer} here, it's Fall in my book. Although yesterday it was 84 and breezy, and I was pretty sure I had died and gone to Heaven.

Just as an aside. There's a nasty rumor going around that if you live by the beach it's cooler because there's a breeze but I think that's a lie made up by someone who wanted to convince rich people to move here to boost the economy. And also I know nothing about the economy.

But I digress. 

Anywayyy. Back to the heaven that is the PSL

So right after I drop Lincoln off at school I will be running to Starbucks and getting one. Rumor is I may be dropping one by Erica's office too, because I'm a good friend like that. Share the PSL love today.

So despite the heat, Lincoln and I have been trying to do things to make it feel more festive around here.

He's been running around in his "Monster Feet" like it's cold. {Follow me on Instagram @carefuss for the whole story on those}

We watched Free Birds to prepare for Thanksgiving. 

My parents came home with this Christmas blanket and decoration and this Fall candle the other night. I've been using the blanket and lighting the candle constantly.

I decorated my room with the small amount of Fall stuff that's not in boxes for our future house. I now have three candles in my room. The candle connoisseur in me is so happy.

I even hung this in my car so it would smell like Fall, too.

Santa bought his her first present and hid it. For those of you who are just now stopping by for the first time.. I have a Christmas obsession. Starts in August, ends in January. Good luck, future husband. 

And you better believe as soon as it hits below 65, I will be breaking out the boots, leggings, and a scarf. 

Happy Fall, Y'all.

Saturday, August 23, 2014


#1 on my list of things to do before I die is to read the entire Bible.

On August 23, 2013 I started reading the Bible on a YouVersion plan to read it in one year. Today I read Revelation 19-22 and finished.

I have now read the entire Bible from cover to cover and I can honestly say I'm proud of myself for sticking with it. There were days where the list of lineage {Hello 1 Kings} drug on and I didn't want to read it all, but I did. 

So I must have learned something, right? 

Three big things stuck out to me.

God doesn't use "good people." I think our tendency when God puts a dream or a command in front of us is to tell Him all the ways we don't measure up. We're the first to say that it's impossible for us to do this particular thing. But in the Bible, God uses the most unlikely people. He uses murderers, thieves, adulterers, common people who don't seem to really have amazing, awe-inspiring talents. He uses the people who don't have a way with words. He uses people who don't have a lot to bring to the table. That gives me hope. Because in earthly eyes I may be common, but put my willing heart with a God who can do all things and you've got a recipe for a God-honoring life. It may never be big or famous, but I know God can use me for His glory and that's something worth getting excited over.

God is full of grace. I mess up, a lot. I need grace, a lot. But as I watched those "common people" mess up, God gave them grace and mercy and sent them on their way. Their mistakes were so covered in grace that it was as if they had never happened. God didn't look at them and see their mistakes. He gave grace and saw the potential in their willing hearts. That, my friends, is the beautiful thing about our Jesus. He never runs out of grace and that's such good news for us because we need it daily. 

His plans are greater. As I look back at my 21 years so far, I see a lot of plans I've made that never came true. And in the moment of broken dreams, there is a lot of heartache. A lot of "Why, God?" But as I read the Bible I saw a lot of things that people in the Bible planned that God had such better plans for? Peter and Andrew had a career of being fishermen but God called them instead to a life of being His disciple. That meant leaving their career. As we read the Bible we know that their life of following Him and being one of His chosen twelve was so much better than their life as fishermen could have been. But they didn't know that in the moment. They had to have faith that God knew better than them and that He loved them so much that He had plans for them far greater than their own. When I watch all the derailed plans in the Bible, I can't help but think of my own life. God doesn't just see the now, He sees the end of my life here on earth and He's fighting for my good. He knows better than me and I just have to accept that and have faith that He's working every single thing out for my good.

We are flawed. God makes us righteous. He is good. And I can't wait to spend forever in eternity with Him.

Friday, August 22, 2014

Legoland {Part One}

Last year my family headed to Disney World and that was our amusement park trip. This year my parents and I decided to take Lincoln to Legoland. I was going to do this all in one post, but because I took so many pictures, it's going to be two. For this post, I'm going to focus only on Friday.

All ready for the trip. Fly swatter in hand.
Only my child.

Friday morning we were on the road by 7:22 am headed to Legoland with a very excited {and cool} Linc man in tow.

This was our first trip since Linc has been potty trained and we only stopped ONCE the whole four hour ride there and that wasn't because he asked. It was for breakfast {where he inhaled three pancakes. That boy can eat!}. I was seriously impressed.

Probably my favorite picture from the whole trip.

This is standard car trip behavior. 
Me freezing, wrapped in a blanket. Lincoln grabbing my feet and hugging them.
This went on for twenty minutes.
Entertainment, I tell you.

And then we saw the Legoland sign and the sweetness started.

At this point I was about in tears. He was the sweetest thing.

So we parked and headed in, where my child proceeded to skip and run the whole time and inform Papa and Geesh, "Come on! Come on!"

One of the first things we did was get our picture made with Lego people. 

Ever since we started talking about Legoland Lincoln has let me know he really wanted to go on the carousel, so that was one of the first things we did.

And then we rode a bunch of little kid things like this and Linc had a blast.

"Mommy, I want to go to the castle!"

When Lincoln informed me he wanted to ride the roller coaster I was really nervous. For one, I had measured him a few days before and he was right at 40". I just knew we'd be the people who wait in line for twenty minutes and then they'd send us on our not-so-merry way because of his height. But after waiting in line we spent about five minutes measuring Lincoln {and me trying to get him to stand up taller} and alas, he was tall enough!

Now get me here. This is a real roller coaster.. not one of those county fair roller coasters. I held onto Lincoln for dear life.

I don't think he realized how it was going to be because when we started going down I look over to huge eyes and him saying, "Oh no!!" over and over again. There was also a lot of "Ahhhhhh!!!!"

I kid you not when I say my abs hurt after the ride from laughing so hard. Lincoln loved it and insists it was his favorite part of the whole day {and mine, too}!

Then we got the bright idea to let Lincoln drive a car. #yikes #pleaseneverturnsixteen

This ride allows three year olds {Who thought that was a good idea?!} to drive a car.. alone. 
So I let Lincoln do it because I'm just as smart as the genius who created the age limit and Lincoln literally spent the whole time running into the side and other cars.
Sorry, girl who worked there. But it was hysterical. My parents and I had a great time watching.

We also drove a boat. This time I was in charge, which is probably just as bad of an idea.

On this little boat ride, you steer and push the pedal yourself. We ran into one boat {In my defense, they were going SO slow}. Then Lincoln decided he wanted to go under the water {see picture above}. To get up to the water you have to run into the side.. there's no getting around it. So we looked hysterical, but Lincoln didn't get wet so he just laughed at me the whole time. 

It was completely entertaining, as evidenced by Lincoln's face in that picture.

Random fact: These two are on a diet and are rocking it. Look how skinny they are. They were our tour guides for the day. I'd go on rides with Linc and they'd watch, take pictures, and find where we wanted to go to next. They're the best Geesh and Papa ever.

And then there was this, which was just plain embarrassing.
We're in the far firetruck, if you can't see. There is a pump in there and to get your car to move you have to push each side up and down.
HELLO, dude working the ride. It's me and a three year old, we can't do that.
So we went no where, Lincoln cried because he couldn't stay to "fight the fire", and a guy had to push our car.. twice. It was ridiculous. We laughed for a good ten minutes about it.
{Mom, stop laughing.}

This one started getting worn out and let me hold him while he rested his head on my shoulder. Sweetest ever.

There were a lot of shoulder rides.

And then we had ice cream, and it was delicious.
Minus our heart attack patient {Sorry, dad}

I'm so thankful for the relationship I have with my family, especially my parents.
The fact that Lincoln adores his grandparents is so special to me.

And then it was time to drive the hour to Tampa to a hotel. But first.. The obligatory sign pictures.

We took this for my sister and her husband.

Lincoln got to choose one thing from The Big Lego Store and he chose this Planes duplo Lego set. It didn't take long for him to pass out.

So that was our day at Legoland! Legos, laughter, and my sweet family! It was perfect. Part two will be up soon and will start from the time we got to the hotel until we got home Saturday night. 

I'll be blogging Lincoln's first day of school soon, too! Have an amazing Friday and an awesome weekend!