So, the title of this post may be slightly misleading, but I am going to say that in comparison to where I was at this time last year, I am a freakin' plant expert. I have never liked gardening, and I think it is for two main reasons: 1. I have never been good at it 2. A nearly debilitating ...
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. ...
I can still remember the day. It was Thanksgiving, 2010, and my daughter was seven-months-old. We had given her a bagel to gnaw on for the very first time and she played happily on the floor of our small, quaint living room in our little, first house. And then, snowflakes started to dance from the sky and ...
This is a post about mugs. Yes, you read that correctly. More accurately, I guess, this is a story about mugs. I've recently published some heavy stuff on here, and though I always like to share the parts of life that are hardest (about "what hurts" as my main main Hemingway has advised)-- --and sometimes I simply post because I am fortunate ...
On October 24, my son--my precious, strong boy--turned three. I am so proud of the little person he has become. My son knows what he wants in this world and he fights for it (even if that is the entire box of MOREOS! NOW!) He is incredibly kind and he loves his family deeply... but no one compares to his big ...
This week was a very big week for my not-s0-little girl. She lost her first tooth. She got to spot the tooth fairy scaling our bannister and was able to follow the trail of fairydust that she had left behind in our backyard. (When she woke up and I showed her the "photo that I had captured" she asked, ...
My son and daughter are best friends. I thought about trying to link to all of the posts that chronicle their journey together, but there are oh so many. When I found out that I was pregnant with my second child, I was so excited at the notion of a sibling for my girl. At that point I was ...
She turned and walked out of the room. We had just kissed. Eleven times. I refrained from getting up to watch her walk down the stairs, but I could hear her little footsteps as her red, glittery sandals met the hardwood floors on the staircase. Except, her footsteps aren’t so little anymore. My girl is off ...
I should start off by saying that this post is not what you think it is going to be about. And, that this post is exactly what you think it is going to be about. Since the news of yesterday's horrific shooting in Orlando broke (and I am choosing my words carefully; it was many things, and ...
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