by Chris Rea When you grow up as a church kid, there are lots of terms thrown around that people assume you fully comprehend. Also, when you've grown up as a church kid, if you DON’T have a clue as...
I have approximately 5 usual suspects in my mother’s day gift giving arsenal. They typically revolve around perfume, pedicures, purses, flowers and OF COURSE a sentimental card which mom always says, “Is the only thing she needs.” Mother’s Day...
If you're anything like me or the other 7.4 billion people on this planet, the biggest obstacle to your No Small Life is perched nicely between your ears. That's right it's your brain. Our minds juggle so much information. Some...
Stress can make you forget a lot of things-appointments, car keys, to let the dog in the house. Last week I walked back into my home 3x before I remembered what I actually went inside for. And THIS week, our...
Follow my blog with Bloglovin by Chris Rea I remember the very first time I really felt stuck. I was in 4th grade math class and multiplying fractions became my nemesis. I remember the teacher thoroughly explaining it to us....
Hey Hey Everyone! We want to fill you in on what’s been happening in our (Chris & Megan Rea’s) lives and give you sneak peak of what we’re about to launch into. It’s no secret that our family has been...
You know you’re a DIY blogger when your dog drags a giant stick into your house at 6 am and your first coherent thought is, “Can I spray paint that?” I have full-on spray paint adoration, as you well...
Did you all see the article that Huffington Post put out a while back “exposing” the Shamrock Shake in all its unhealthy glory? Did it terrify you? Did it make you want to go and pout in the corner? OR...
by Megan Rea Every 4 years we’re gifted with an extra 24 hours. Which means the average person will get approximately 20 extra days in their lifetime. Extra. Days. An extra 24 hours added to our year. What if you...
For the good of humanity, I eat breakfast, and I think you should too. Cranky pants over here without the breakfast. Cranky. Pants. Yet SO MANY PEOPLE I talk to just don’t “do” breakfast. I get it, I...
