Valentine’s Day: In A House Full of Boys
Out of all of my accomplishments here on this blog, the ones I am most proud of is this...
Category: memories
They Placed It In Our Hands and Asked Us To Sing
In spaces of time, of which I have no business indulging, because of its lack of, I have been...
During the Winter Break Cold Spell of 2018…
No matter where you might be right now, it’s likely there is some kind of weather to talk about....
Why I’m Playing Fantasy Football
Stacks of picture books were loaded into the basket of the stroller, the crook of my arm, and even...
How A Bright Little Eclipse Passed Right Through Our Car
There was a point during the first traffic jam, when our ETA moved to 9:45, instead of 9, that...
Skies are clear
The best part about the cozy breakfast room st the hotel is talking to the first timers and the...
Eclipse Bound
We are well into our trip with 6 hours of driving behind us and an hour left to go....
What Moms Don’t Tell
Honestly, going through this phase of motherhood — there’s no delicate way to put it — is painful. They...
A Scattering of Memories
They scatter like pieces of glitter. Suddenly, the thought of gathering them all together for a group shot is...