Me too

“Take a deep breath. Now exhale. Don’t forget to breathe,” I am telling myself. My heartrate, as of late, has been too fast, and so I am trying to use some of my calming tools. One of my kids is painting pottery at the kitchen table. The other is eating cold pizza and watching Peppa Pig. My husband is ...

Songs for Seeds

This is a post about a music class. Except, it's really not. While I will share with you about our incredible experience at Songs for Seeds (the Wayne location!), this post is about so much more; parenting, music, human connection and Abba. Not necessarily in that order. Fact #1: If you have spent any time on this blog, you will ...

This will be

It has been such a strange time, in the whole wide world, and in ours. It is too hard to write about the former, and it is too hard to write about the latter, so I will just tell you about yesterday. Yesterday was K's birthday! We celebrated by waking him up with cuddles and singing. But, then, real life stepped in. ...

Dear Diary, Saint Motel and rage no more.

I mentioned on Monday that this has been a really unusual time for my little family, filled with hills and valleys (I likened it to a mountain, before, but I will make it simple, tonight). I wrote about how on Sunday we did things like Build Bears, eat popovers and lose our son in the mall ...

Yes.

Today was another full day of soaking rain. After I picked up my daughter at 1 we kept busy drawing in the sunroom, building with Magnetic tiles from loving "aunts" and making a run to the drive-through for some donuts; Vanilla with rainbow sprinkles. But as four o'clock set in, and the rain continued to pelt mercilessly on our roof ...

So…

I am seeing this guy tonight. And would you like to know my reaction? Dance with me? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4-id6m_MheU I wanna strum upon your strings and make you cry love, cry out loving.  YESSSSSSSSSS!