To kick off this new adventure of Podcasting I though it would be a great idea for me to introduce myself to all my new and old friends. Well its super weird to interview yourself. So I did what any sane person would do…I enlisted my best friend, Julianna Wells, to step out of her comfort zone and into the studio (my dining room table).

In this episode Julianna asks me about my family, we talk about traveling together, and how we are pretty much twins…I mean look at us…totally twins!img_3950

And really to the point of this whole episode we talk about my heart about starting this podcast. A little hint…Its about YOU! Making friends, encouraging one another and knowing that we are all in this together…and really and truly we are better together.


The adventures of Tiny and Poppy


In Vegas for our 30th Birthday


I really am so excited for this new adventure. It’s always been a dream of mine to talk for a living…

So Grab your cup fill it up with whatever you want…

It’s Time for Coffee!


Links/ Recommendations

Valley of Fire where we explored and had a blast outside of Las Vegas

Julianna is just finishing DARING TO HOPE by Katie Davis Majors…Talk about good book!!

She also mentioned watching The Crown (on Netflix) and Victoria on PBS

The song she mentioned that she couldn’t think of the name is SPIRIT MOVE by Bethel Music



Julianna Wells

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I LOVED getting to talk with my real life friend Ebby, meaning she is a friend of mine who I used to see on a daily basis. She is one of the funniest people I know and she has a heart of gold.

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Ebby is the wife to Brent, and mom to her three awesome kids. We got a chance to talk about her parenting style and how she is doing such a great job at raising fearless kids. Ebby tells me a little bit about their plans for the future, planting a church and how they are in the thick of learning all the things about that in a church residency program.

About three years ago Ebby was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis, she tells us about that diagnosis as well as what the Lord taught her in that time.

I mention that Ebby is a thrift shop queen, and I am not kidding…She always finds the best stuff, and I love learning her ways.

This girl is so special to me and her joy and friendship have brought so much to my life!

Links/ Recommendations

Ebby has been listening to a lot of Andy Stanley Podcasts and really liking them!

She has also started this Renaissance Periodization   meal program and says she’s eating more than she ever has and is dropping weight. You can check out this IG page to get more info on that!











I’ve Been Dreaming Some Big Dreams

“All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue it.”

-Walt Disney

I’ve been pretty quiet on the blog lately and there’s a really good reason. I’ve been keeping a secret and it’s hard to share your heart when you are holding things back. So friend, lean in…let me tell you some stories.


When I was a kid in school all my report cards came back, “Great student, but she Talks a lot”. It didn’t matter where I was moved in class I made friends everywhere. And then there was one time when I was technically an adult and I was at a store with one of my friends and I saw someone I knew so I stopped and chatted and then kept going. My friend chuckled and said, “You know everyone.” At that point I just assumed it was because I grew up in the area and it’s a small town. But that thought process changed when the same thing happened here in Texas, we hadn’t been here that long. So I think that debunked that theory and it had me thinking….I am a pretty friendly person, I enjoy making new friends, and keeping them and I don’t think I’ve ever met a stranger.

So the end of 2017 had me thinking…If I could do anything, dream big dreams, and have fun…what would I do?

Talk, and make new friends. Ok, well what does that look like…Blogging, I’ve gotten to talk and meet lots of new people. I love social media and have made some super awesome instagram friends. 

So what’s next?!



I am thrilled to announce the launch of my podcast…



My favorite time of the week is the time I get to sit with my friends over coffee, wine, margaritas….really any beverage will do, the company is what matters.

I love the time when I get to sit and listen, to encourage and build one another up. To hear about what they are doing in their lives, what happened in the past and how they are growing in the Lord in it. I want to hear it all. I want to be their cheerleader and there are times when I need a good cheerleader! So here is where IT’S TIME FOR COFFEE came in, I want to do this with new and old friends! I have already had the awesome opportunity of meeting new people that have changed my perspective. I hope that you will join me for the exciting launch of my Podcast, Monday April 2nd.. which just happens to be my birthday too!! But really it’s just the first monday of the month! I am so excited to share this with you! I have high hopes for this new adventure of mine and I cannot wait to introduce you to some new friends!

How I battle Mom Guilt

I think most moms struggle with that little feeling of guilt. Some may feel it when they are working, others while they are working out, or maybe when you are treating yourself to a girls night … or just when sitting in your car before going in. Ya know, its just so quiet in the car, you’re alone, so peaceful, and you know that as soon as you walk in the door the chaos is gonna hit you upside the head. I don’t think “Mom Guilt” is a totally bad thing. I think it can be used a tool in our lives, like a measuring stick instead of a bat that we use to beat ourselves up.

Here are somethings I tend to beat myself up about:

My temper = Mom Guilt

The baseball bat tells me no other mom loses their temper. All the other moms are sweet and well spoken.

Time away from my kids = Mom Guilt

The baseball bat reminds me that in order for me to leave them I have to ask someone else to step in. And this means “inconveniencing” my friends and family, and failing my kids.

My phone = Mom Guilt

Here the baseball bat tells me that other kids are better, smarter, and funnier than mine. Along with the fact that I can easily just swipe right out of reality on any of these social platforms and forget about needing to make dinner.

So obviously the baseball bat is not my friend. It does not build me up. It does not help me. The bat hurts me, and it actually makes me a worse mom, and a lesser version of myself.

If I were to take a measuring stick to these areas of guilt instead I would get this…

My Temper: I know for a fact other moms lose their tempers. I know that I am working on mine…Thanks counseling! I know that I am quick to ask for forgiveness and that my kids often don’t even remember the last time I yelled…I mean asked them to clean their ever loving rooms.

Time Away from my kids: This one is tough for me. I really do hate asking others to step in and watch my kids but you know what?! Jesse and I just got back from a trip yesterday and the kids were gone with friends all weekend and they had the best time. I don’t think they missed us at all! And the best part was the hugs, smiles and kisses we got when we picked them up. Also, the fact that Jesse and I got 3 nights away was magical!

My phone: So I know that I am on it too much. In fact just last night Zeke totally called me out. We finished a movie and I immediately grabbed it, he noticed and said just that. So this is me measuring the fact that, yes, I am on it too much and need to make some changes.

So friends, lets put down our bats and take a step back. We cannot be the best versions of ourselves if we are bloodied and bruised. We can, however, step back and measure ourselves not against one another but measuring ourselves against the moms we want to be. No shame, no guilt just trying everyday to press on and be the best for those we love!

Being alone with this guy helps me to refocus so I can be better for him, me and the three we left at home!

Happy New Year 2018


I cannot wait to see what 2018 and the Lord have in store for me, my family and here on my little corner of the internet! I have some big goals and a road map in place to get me there, now I need to be brave enough to take the necessary steps.

2017 was a fun year in our house:

Jesse and I went skydiving for my birthday

We went to Disneyland for spring break and got to visit our California family

Tent Camped and the quickly upgraded our tent to “Poppy” Pop-Up Camper

I went to RISE with my Cousin Melissa, and saw my hero Rachel Hollis

Got a matching tattoo with Melissa

Jesse and I ran away to Disney World ALONE

Zoe got Sister Locs and all my hair woes are now GONE

My sister Michelle visited before moving to Germany

DISNEY WORLD as a family, where we basically moved there

Visited the Wizarding World of Harry Potter with the kids!

Loved all things Summer: swimming, Schlitterbahn, TBARMcamps, beach trip, and lake trip

I started blogging more

We hung out with friends, and really dove into our community

We dated more and communicated better

Built furniture and rearranged our house

Wore matching Christmas Jammies

And rested like it was our J-O-B

So here are some of my resolutions, goals, oh I don’t know what to call them but here is what I am striving for in 2018:

Do my 5 minute journal EVERYDAY

Drink more water than coffee

Read my Bible daily

Write more

Be Present with my fam = less time scrolling on my phone

Slow to anger and Quick to Love

To work out because I am ABLE to move my body and because I enjoy it

I find that having something to narrow your focus, to hone in on improving yourself, you need a very specific idea. No fluff around it or extra stuff to get caught up in. This year I picked a word that I could focus on. A single word that will help me remember who I want to be and where I want 2018 so lead me. My word for the year is COURAGE. I want to stop worrying about what others think of me and that takes Courage. I want to speak to women and share what the Lord has done and that takes Courage. I want to love my kids and husband with all that I am even when I feel like I have nothing left to give, and for me, you guessed it takes Courage. So this year that’s what I’ll be focusing on being brave, and courageous!

What about you? What are your goals? Do you have a word? Or a focus? I want to hear it! Let’s keep each other accountable this year!

Christmas Traditions according to the Tapley Family

Jesse and I each grew up in a home where the holidays were on FULL display, I’m talking christmas towels in the bathroom, pictures removed from the wall to be replaced by christmas cross stitching, throw pillows switched out and little christmas knick knacks on every available surface. So when Jesse and I got married we agreed to a small/ limited decoration style but rich with tradition. That has been our style until this year. I can now feel the tides changing as Zoe gets more and more into the spirit of Christmas, which if I am honest, makes me pretty excited!

So here are a few of my favorite traditions that we have…

The Elf on the Shelf. Our elf’s name is Elvis. He shows up every Thanksgiving night and sticks around till Christmas Eve. He’s not as mischievous as he once was, because the bigger the kids get (the boys know we move him) the less fun it is…

Christmas Cookies. DUH! If you don’t make cookies is it even Christmas??

Star Wars. Three years ago the boys convinced us to watch the entire Star Wars Saga over Christmas Break. The newest movie was getting ready to release so we thought it was a great idea. That great idea morphed into one of their favorite traditions: every year, every movie. This year we had to start before Thanksgiving so that we could get them all in before the latest episode came out in theatres. Before you know it, we will be watching them in January just to prepare for the next year! But this has been fun and the boys really enjoy it. If I am completely honest, I spend a lot of this time on my phone, reading, or writing. img_7683

Christmas Classics. We also watch Elf, Home Alone, and Charlie Brown every year too. It sounds like we spend a lot of time in front of the TV, which I guess is kind of true. But honestly I don’t think I’ll ever feel bad about being snuggled up with my crew sipping hot chocolate and coffees while watching these classic films.

Family Ornaments. Each year I pick out a new family ornament that shows some sort of significance to our year. This year I picked a Mickey Mouse one for the year of all things Disney. Our last year in Alaska is a beautiful snowy angel, the year we decided to adopt is a clay Africa. It’s fun to see these and see where we’ve been and how we’ve changed.

Stance Socks. I don’t know that I have shared how much my husband loves socks…but he does. But not just any socks, Stance socks. He has made the tradition where every year we each get a new pair of sock for Christmas. They don’t necessarily match, but all that matters is that we get a picture each year with our new socks on.img_2245

Now here are a couple of our FAILED traditions:

Three gifts each. We tried to give the kids only three gifts each year, because that’s what Jesus got at “the first Christmas.” Jesse got this idea from his cousin when he lived with them in California. I loved the idea until it got really difficult! I would get them three presents and the stuff their stockings with all the other random stuff that I wanted to give them. So now while we don’t go crazy, we just can’t be limited to only three gifts… sorry Jesus.

Gingerbread Houses. For the life of us we cannot build a gingerbread house that stands! We have only tried a handful of times but until THIS YEAR…not one has stood through the night. Whether its poor craftsmanship or our dog that jumped ON TOP OF THE COUNTER to eat it, its just got a tradition that lasted in our home.

My favorite part of this crazy busy season is the time we get to sit and laugh with our kids. Snuggled up on the couch, watching any of the movies and just being with them. Soon this will all change, new people will be invited in, they will not want to snuggle me, they may even go to different homes! But this time with them will not have been wasted.

Merry Christmas my Friends!! 

I hope you are able to take a deep breathe, enjoy this season, eat that cookie, laugh a little harder, and be merry! Let me know some of your favorite traditions or some that you have had that failed!!


The Date Night That Ended in Tears


Last week Titus and I met up with a few of his classmates and his teacher to watch the movie WONDER. Their class read the book earlier this year, and they wanted to see the movie all together. Obviously I was game for that, I read Wonder a few years ago and loved the storyIt was an opportunity to have a nice night out for me and my sweet boy.

Titus is our middle child. He was our baby for a long time and when Zoe came home his role as the “baby” was shifted. He and Zoe compete for attention quite a bit, they are both entertainers, both super funny and both very competitive. All that to say, he doesn’t get a lot of the one on one time or attention he craves. So this was a great opportunity for us.

A Theatre Pic is a must…Or did you even go?!

WONDER is about a little boy with Craniofacial that starts public school for the first time in 5th grade. His family is fiercely protective about his feelings, but they know that this is the right next step for their family. Auggie (the main character) knows that yes, he looks different, and yes, others notice and often stare. But as a family, they just hope that no one will be ugly to him. His family’s  life revolves all around him, and at one point in the older sister in the movie says, “My family is the earth and our life revolves around the Sun (son).” That line hit me right in the gut.


A few weeks ago I sat with Titus and Zeke at lunch, surrounded by other friends and parents Titus (my little performer) made a joke, “No one even sees Zeke, or me anymore. They all only see Zoe.” I deflected and joked with him, smiling nervously, while crying inside, “Did he really feel this way?! CRAP!” His little joke replayed in my mind as soon as I heard the sister say that. You see I know the truth, our life was flipped upside down the moment Zoe landed in Texas. Not in a terrible way, but our family shifted. We all started learning a new language, we have seen a whole slew of doctors and specialists, we have had fits and learning curves, and our lives have revolved around a lot of these things.


All the way home I choked back tears while we talked about the movie what he liked best, how it was different from the book, who our favorite character was, and so on. When we pulled up in our driveway I looked at my second born and confronted all those feelings. “Titus, do you feel like our life revolves around Zoe? Do you sometimes feel invisible? Do you know how much I love you and how special you are to me?” It was a talk that I hated having to have. I cried so much and so did he. We made a deal, “Titus next time you are feeling invisible or really need my attention, put your hands on each side of my face and tell me you need me. I need your help! Ok?!” We hugged and I kissed his sweet face. One of my biggest goals in raising these three kids is that they see me recognize my faults, and see me ask for their forgiveness. If I teach them nothing else I want them to know how to humble themselves, ask for forgiveness and press on. Also I want to teach them to Love God and Love Others but you get me right?!


So why tell you this? Because it’s hard. Mothering three very different kids is tough work. And I guess I just wanted you to know that you are not alone. This is tough, but it matters! 


These 3…I hope they know how hard I am trying!

Wait…I am adopted?!


My Dad and Me! 

As November ends so does the #adoptionawarenessmonth movement. This movement is so meaningful for my family and I, and I love getting to be a part of it. To see friends change their profile pictures and share their stories about how adoption has changed their lives is so special.

My view of adoption drastically changed when we started the process of adopting Zoe. I had so many questions; Would we love her the same as the boys? Would she be treated differently by our family members? Would she feel different? How would our families react to this new family member?

In an early conversation with my little sister Kim, I was expressing a few of these to her and I said, “Kim, no one in our family has done this before. How will I know that she’s going to be accepted and loved the same?” In her young wise voice she said, “Jeanette, you know that we are basically adopted right? You do remember that Denver (Dad) is not our biological dad, right?”

You see my biological dad, Jim, passed away when I was just four years old. Denver, my “stepdad” came into my life and never left. He became our Dad when I was six. His siblings and mother didn’t blink an eye at him marrying a widow with three young girls. He loved my mom and showed it best by loving her girls, my big sister Michelle, Me, and Kimberly. 

I often forget that this is our story, that a man who is not my own flesh and blood loves me so deeply and for that I am so thankful. It is by his example that I knew I could walk this road and love this little girl as deeply as he loved me. So no, I wasn’t the trailblazer in my family. My dad was, and he did it so well.

Adoption comes from hurt, brokenness, and often death. It never starts as a pretty thing, but it can change the world. I know Zoe’s world looks a lot different, and I know that my own life looks a lot different that what it could’ve. I am so thankful that Lord doesn’t leave us fatherless and alone. He cares and He makes a way. I have seen it in my daughter’s eyes and in the way that I see my own Dad. Love makes a family!


Our Family *missing my brother Norman* 

Take in the scenery


I am not sure how one little stretch of road could mean so much to me! But this stretch, it gets me ever time!!

This stretch of road means so much to me. I can barely walk down it without tearing up. There are large pictures of adopted children and posters that say, “RUN FOR MORE” and “YOU DID IT”.

Why? Because at the end of this stretch is the finish line of a half marathon and 5K that benefits adoptive families. Chosen is the organization that puts it on and we ran with them for two years while in the process of adopting Zoe. These people became our friends, our support and really they became like our family. We are huge fans of Chosen in the way they have help us in the past and how they continue to lend their support to so many adoptive families!

Back when Chosen had a marathon (2013) I ran that with our team. Team Tapley Ever After had 15 or so people running for purpose, these friends trained with us and really put their money where their mouth was. Training (suffering) together is real love and there are many memories that I can recall fondly. This stretch of road signified the end of a MARATHON! 26.2 miles! The girls I ran the whole thing with slowed down a bit and allowed me (without my knowledge) to sprint this part out alone. Tears streaming down my face, it signified so much more than the finish of a race. It signified the finish of this incredibly difficult journey, and that my family wasn’t alone in it thanks to our family, friends and Chosen.


Team Tapley Ever After! Blood, sweat and tears and all the memories!


Just a few pics from the 2014 Chosen Race and those who ran for Tapley Ever After

The following year was a really tough time in our adoption process. Team Tapley Ever After showed up again, and this time with around 25 people supporting us and running with us! As I ran this stretch of road I began crying out to the Lord that we wouldn’t need to do this for our family again; that next year we could support a different family. Begging Him that next year at this race, Zoe would be home. It wasn’t as beautiful as the year before but it was desperation, asking Him to show me where the finish line would be. It would be 10 months later that Zoe finally arrived home.


2015 Tapley Family at the Chosen Race

And just two months after arriving home in America, Zoe stood at the finish line placing finisher medals around the necks of those having run for a cause much greater than themselves. It was in that moment surrounded by some of my amazingly sweet friends I realized how significant that was. We were finally on the other side of the finish line, and now it was our turn to cheer for those that we running that hard race, to support them as the finished, and to love them through their struggles.


Yesterday was the third year that Zoe was able to medal the finishers, and it never gets old. Seeing people cross the finish line is so incredible. They have just accomplished so much, some run in strong, proud of how they performed, some run in dog tired and beat up (that course is NO JOKE!), others run in full of emotion and my heart understands! The finish line of this particular race is really just an awesome and meaningful place.


Zoe giving a well deserved medal to a finisher! 2017 Chosen Race

Isn’t that us just day to day? Some days I finish and think “Wow I OWNED today! Really! Great Job Jeanette!!” Other days I barely finish the day awake because of how tired I am and then there are the days when I have just too many emotions to even function. I think more than anything this sweet stretch of road reminds me that I am not alone. God is lending His ever present ear to me, I have friends at the finish line cheering me on, reminding me that I am strong enough to finish well.

So my thought is this… How can we do this better? Can we look up from our own race, as tired as we may be, and encourage someone? YES! Can we see that they may be struggling and help them? YES! Can we even grasp that at the end of our race (or challenge) that we will be able to support someone is a whole new way? I Think YES!

So look up, and reach your hand to either be supported or be supportive. And while your eyes are up, take in the scenery it’s a beautiful world we live in!


One of my favorite views!