Interview of Parker and Hattie 2018

It’s a new goal of mine to interview the kiddos every year. These are wildly imperfect, but thats what makes it great right?



My body was angry with me.


I went to doctor because I was so tired, Like. So tired. I was getting 8 hours of sleep… and I was still so tired.

I Cried. I Cried to a stranger after she said “oh maybe you’re just overwhelmed, business AND babies that’s probably a lot.”.


I made her take my blood.


The results came back… and I’m in no way kidding you, I was nutrient deficient.


That woke me up.


I had been living in a hole.


I was giving my babies my everything, I was giving my clients my everything, and I was giving my husband my pitiful left overs.


My business was thriving, and I was living in abundance….Grateful for all these beautiful things I was responsible for…But I was leaving myself, my health, my relationship with Jesus… all of them behind…. And it was catching up with me.


I missed me….happy Lindsey who felt good.


So the next day I loaded the babies up and went to the health food store to buy all the vitamins. This was my first step to shifting a little focus on my health, so I could FEEL capable of all I was responsible for. So I could FEEL joy in conquering the to do list and still have left over energy to enjoy these tiny babies and my husband.


The vitamins have helped tremendously, I’ve also slowly started working out. ( oh hay Jazzercise friends!) Not to look better….that train left the station a long time ago….but to FEEL better.


I started thinking though, if these simple things I’m putting in my body are changing so much, am I limiting myself? Am I just at the brink of how much better I could feel if I actually start making a conscious effort to chase after wellness?


So. Of course. Perfect time of year. The new year. I’m going to put some actual effort into nourishing my body.


So. If you want to join my team. If you want to invest in yourself. If you want to take tiny steps to stop feeling like a lazy, sore, snotty, tired, slug. Message me. Because we are capable of all the things people.


We can check off the to do list and still have energy left over, we just aren’t letting ourselves.


I have always used essential oils here and there for this and that, but I wanted to make them part of this new routine of wellness I’ve begun. I bought a starter pack for $160.. it has 11 oils that individually have at minimum 10 different uses, a diffuser, and a handful of samples of other things, and you get added to a Facebook group thousands strong who have used these oils daily and are way more knowledgeable than myself. (Which is really nice to learn from people who have gone down the road before you have.) I’m persistently learning about how to add essential oils to my day and am going to start showing you what they do for me and my family.


Anyone amped up to treat themselves better so they can treat those around them better? Let’s jump off the crazy ledge together k? 


Sign up for your starter kits here,

and for the month of December I’ll give you $25 back making your starter kit only $135…so we can start 2018 pursuing better versions of ourselves.


Our Family Christmas Tree 2017

Oh, hi there.

So nice to see you again.

Yes, it’s really me, Lindsey, breath it in.

I had two babies in two years.

It’s been two years since I blogged.

So, ( in Oprah Voice) IM BAAAAAAAAACK!!

My purpose here is to be consistent, share a little deeper, and honestly the algorithm connected to google is so much stronger in blogs than any other social media, so, HELLO here I am gettin my verbose hustle on!

So, here we go. First post in two years.


One of our very best friends passed away. His name was James. The week he died, our first child was born and when we were in the hospital Josh was asked to come fill James’s position at the camp where we all met. So we moved with a one month old. James and his girls always got a real Christmas tree, so our first Christmas in Guthrie we were invited with them and made it a new family tradition that we all went together. I promise it’s fun and not as mushy as I just described it, but the mushy is weaved in there within all the giggles. 

So here is the video we made, and then below that is me describing how I made the video. That’s right. Since you crawled all the way here to my blog you get ALL the things. You’re welcome. xoxoox



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Thankful Before Thanksgiving \ My Soap Box.


I, like so many moms, especially those who own their own businesses struggle with inadequacy.

I’m not skinny enough, the work I produce is mediocre, I am too tired to be a good wife at the end of the day, I get angry and hateful towards those I love too often, I can’t even remember to put on deodorant some days, my son bounces in his bouncer for too many minutes a day and the dang breastmilk I produce sometimes isn’t enough to satisfy him and he has to have formula… TMI I know but low boobie milk is a really great way to feel inadequate really fast. 

There are so many ways to feel so terrible about my self proclaimed imperfections. You have them too, we all do, just a different list.

Did you see what I said though? Self proclaimed imperfections.

Whooooooo freaaaaaaking cares.

“Do not consider his appearance or his height, for I have rejected him. ( in reference to who he was picking for king) the Lord does not look at the things people look at. People look at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.”

1 Samuel 16:7

I have been trying to learn this really well for a few weeks now…. and to get real, really fast I want you to think about someone you loved who has died.

When you think about them and miss them, does it matter to you if they were good looking, rich, or had a clean house all the time?


What you miss is who they were to you.

They were your motivator, they were your shoulder to cry on, they were someone who made you laugh or smile, they helped you, they gave you confidence in yourself.

On and on and on.

So let’s quit making it about ourselves and lets “be the somebody who makes everybody feel like a somebody”

and just in case you still feel pitiful about yourself I encourage you to make a list of all the things you’re thankful for and think on that before you head out each day.

Here is mine.

Thank you God for giving me a healthy body and mind, thank you for giving me a husband who cares for me and is always trying hard to find ways to love me better, and who is healthy and loves you and others Lord, thank you for giving us a precious precious happy baby boy who is healthy and sweet to others, thank you for giving us friends and family who wholeheartdly care for us and always want the best for us, thank you for giving us a beautiful home to live in and raise our son in and invite others into, thank you for giving us jobs that have opportunity to exemplify you and your kingdom that make us happy, thank you for giving us cars to be able to travel to all of the fun opportunities we get to partake in, thank you for giving us financial security and food in our bellies, thank you for our educations, thank you for allowing us to be members of a gym so we can take care of our bodies and remain healthy for many years, thank you for our family and friends health, thank you for letting us travel and experience the beauty of the world you created, thank you for placing us in a country that gives us the freedom to openly worship you and speak our minds and choose the paths we please, thank you for chocolate and bean burritos, thank you for cell phones so we can communicate easily with people we love, thank you for giving us friendships and moments that have shown us how to love others before ourselves, thank you for the energy you’ve given us to go and do and love on our friends and family and people we have yet to meet, thank you for clean water flowing from our faucets, thank you for our our paramedics, police, and firemen who sacrifice time with their families and their own security to keep us safe from evil things, thank you for belly laughs, and thank you for guaranteeing that regardless of our circumstances we can always be content in the fact that asking you to be our personal savior will provide us with eternity in heaven with you and our home boy Jesus. 

Lindsey out.

Senior Rep Program 2016-2017

I’m so pumped to announce that Lenae Photography is now offering a Senior Rep Program!

Whhhhhhat does this mean you ask?

Well it means that we are choosing 4 amazing, big hearted, go getters to receive complimentary senior photos from us to use for their 2016-2017 senior year.

We will be shooting the session the summer before your senior year aka THIS SUMMER, so this is for kiddos who are juniors right now.

RUN to apply to be a senior rep at and click the Seniors tab, then fill out the form at the bottom. The more you share the more likely you are to win an interview to be a senior rep!

Here below is what shoots are kind of like, and then below THAT is an info video of all the services we offer so

We are moving

God is calling us out upon the water.
We are moving.

Life this summer 2015

Summer started so incredibly slow. What in past years used to be days full of 8am to midnight planned summer camp craziness, with weddings and photo shoots shoved in, were now replaced with days full of watching Netflix and staring at my big belly and swollen feet. ( if anyone would like me to tell you details about the entire seasons of LOST or OITNB let me know)

Then really late in the pregnancy game we got some awful, gut wrenching, life altering news. One of Josh and I’s very best friends and mentors, James, suffered a major stroke at 37 years old, and days later passed away, leaving our dear friends without a husband, or a daddy, or a leader for our home away from home, Central Christian Camp and Make Promises Happen. This camp being the very location and atmosphere Josh and I met and fell in love , got engaged and were married, and have spent countless wonderful days.

We were, and are, devastated, yet still in a zone of not being able to believe it’s actually real.

One week and 20 hours of natural labor and delivery later, we welcomed our beautiful, healthy, 8 pound 13 ounce 21 1/2 inch long, baby boy, Parker Blake McClennahan into the world, June 29th, at 5:05pm.
We are so joyful to be given the responsibility from God to be this precious boy’s parents. I literally had fits of laughter because of the happy hormones surging through me.

The day after Parker was born, the head of the board of directors of camp called Josh and asked him if he would be interested in James’ position as the Executive Director. To be honest after he got off the phone we looked at each other across the bassinet where Parker laid in the hospital… and laughed.
What was going on here?
We were processing death, new life, and now a job opportunity on maybe 40 minutes of sleep. This was crazy town.

If you’ve followed Josh and I’s story through this blog you’ll know that our decisions are very much so decided not on our own accord, but to what prayer and listening to God’s voice tells us.

Proverbs 3:5-6
In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your path.

Matthew 14:24
but the boat by this time was a long way from the land, beaten by the waves, for the wind was against them. 25 And in the fourth watch of the night he came to them, walking on the sea. 26 But when the disciples saw him walking on the sea, they were terrified, and said, “It is a ghost!” and they cried out in fear. 27 But immediately Jesus spoke to them, saying, “Take heart; it is I. Do not be afraid.”

28 And Peter answered him, “Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water.” 29 He said, “Come.” So Peter got out of the boat and walked on the water and came to Jesus. 30 But when he saw the wind, he was afraid, and beginning to sink he cried out, “Lord, save me.” 31 Jesus immediately reached out his hand and took hold of him, saying to him, “O you of little faith, why did you doubt?” 32 And when they got into the boat, the wind ceased. 33 And those in the boat worshiped him, saying, “Truly you are the Son of God.”

You can read the post about deciding to start growing our family here.

There isn’t a doubt in my mind that God intricately plans and protects every detail of all of our lives. I Especially feel this truth when I zoom out and look at the big picture.

We brought our baby boy home. We have started our journey as parents. I am obsessed with our little family and so thankful for our health and all the securities and love we have been given. Every day we have prayed for the direction God would like us to take. When you get an answer from God it isn’t a letter that’s been written and dropped in your mailbox unfortunately. For me, answers from God have always been in the form of how peaceful an option feels after prayer, patience, and most of the time an opportunity to step up to a ‘challenge’ or ‘risk’.

Moving to Guthrie or north Edmond to be closer to our families and friends has always been a dream of ours, so it was hard to see the risk when Josh was first offered the job. But leaving the security of a school teaching job is scary, and not to mention how Josh is going to feel as he drives away leaving those precious boys he has spent three years raising up in the basketball program, and the wonderful friends he’s made. Checotah really took us in with open arms and we will always be thankful for the past three years, the years we learned to be married.

I’ve also run my small business out of Checotah for 3 years wracking up so many travel miles I can’t even laugh about it anymore, but it has still grown and grown.
Josh has spent everyday since Parker’s birth on the phone with at least one of our camp mentors chewing over this decision and the slow process of moving forward.
The patience of both of those things are my patience factors here.

The challenge.
The challenge is the shoes.
Josh wears size 13 shoes, and though his feet might physically bust through James’ shoes, the metaphorical aspect I know scares us both. James spent 25 years of his life dedicated to camp. Josh and I have spent 7. James knew every leaf on the camp property and every penny being spent. Josh was the best at “hide and seek mr banana on camp property” (you had to be there),but the money aspect has never had to be a huge consideration for him.
We loved and respected James so much it has been very hard to understand the need or ability to try and carry on his legacy in such a very tangible way.

But God asked us, so we are saying yes.

We are saying yes to throwing everything from a small house in Checotah that holds a business, a newborn and three years into a uhaul in about a weeks time.
We are saying yes to stepping into a ripped off bandage of hurt and attempting to keep things running to the best of our ability.
We are saying yes to the hundreds of questions we will be asked about why Josh left coaching and teaching to go run a camp. This part is so hard to explain and understand if you’re not a part of our camp family, but we will spend the time trying to explain.
We are saying yes to using all of the support available from our friends and family to make this transition peaceful and smooth for everyone involved.

Your prayers for peace, stability and little to no stress would mean the world to our little family.

We are incredibly humbled by this opportunity. We are excited but aren’t taking the weight of the responsibility lightly.

There is not a doubt in my mind that Josh is the person camp needs right now. Being married to him for three years and together 5, I have seen him take on things with patient dedication and become so versed in each task. His ability to balance and bring logic and peace to his surroundings make his leadership style effective and beneficial for a gentle transition.
There is lots of growing and learning that will be required of him so your support, encouragement, and prayers will be highly needed.

Thank you for reading this post and hopefully it will help you understand our decision. We love you all!

The Lord has done great things for us, and we are filled with joy. Those who sow with tears will reap with songs of joy. Those who go out weeping, carrying seed to sow, will return with songs of joy, carrying sheaves with them. (‭Psalm‬ ‭126‬:‭3, 5-6‬ NIV)

Goose Dog turns 5 years old!


Yep. I’m posting about our dog…. Goose turned 5 today June 2nd 2015, so I figured he needed a little loving before he got a tad demoted this month. haha. poor puppy.

Anyway. 5 years ago, Josh and I were just dating, but I’m pretty sure we knew we were going to be togetha forevah… and what does that mean? That means you get a dog. Or, well, I get a dog while living with my gal roommates, and we call it ours.

This sweet sweet puppy was a fire cracker. You can’t see it in any of these photos, but he had daggers for teeth and being part husky his energy was… well.. RIDICULOUS. We literally had to sit on him to get him to calm down at times so he wouldn’t attack us, he escaped anything we put him in, security fenced backyards, backyards with cement surrounding the bottom of the fence line, fencing with chicken wire (he chewed threw it), and even a kennel… without even opening the little gate… that one is still a mystery. He used to never want to come inside even in crazy snow, unless you bribed him with cheese-itz, and even then could somehow manage to snatch the cheese-it and still remain outside no matter how quick you were.

All that among a million other things( like one time playing a little too rough with a kitten……), he has always been the most handsome boy and has chilled out quiet a bit with his age. haha. He loves his chest being scratched, to sit next to you while you read or work, little kids and babies, running ( I’ve literally never seen him tire out… I really need to get him a sled..), listening to his Dad, playing tag around the house, and hugs.

I’m super proud we have somehow managed to keep him alive and at our house this long even though he was born to adventure. I hope he makes it with us 10 more years and can be Parker’s buddy for a long time.

Thank you anyone who has ever watched/fed/ cleaned up after him when he got sick and we were out of town…./ loved on our Goose!

Yay Goosey boy!

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