Summer!

Every year, I say, “This was a crazy summer!” And every year I mean it, but then the next summer is even crazier, busier, more exciting....

Nine Year Old Daughter, I Love You

Hey there, my newly nine year old daughter.  I see you.  You’re getting so tall, so mature, so very, very silly.  I love you! You sit at...

An Introvert and Summer Break

This morning I woke up at 6:45 to the sound of my alarm. The kids and I had to go get our passports renewed for an end of summer trip...

Friendship

That feeling, anxious sweaty palms, as you look across a room for a familiar face. That moment of feeling lost before you find someone. ...

Creativity Can Save the World

In our house we have ipads, iphones, laptops, the gamut of devices for music and game playing and move watching.  sometimes this causes...

Of Forts and Play Time

My dad built my sister and me a playhouse when we were little.  We wanted mini furniture and to sleep there at night like the big people...

The Adventure Is The Attempt

We have been traveling for six days.  We have seen many interesting things.  We have seen historical things.  We have seen majestic...

They Are Beautiful!

My daughter is beautiful.  Yes, I am her mother so I am a bit biased.  But I have also heard others admire her, comment on her pretty...

Babbling Brooks and Wild Eyes

My parents just drove away.  My son and daughter debated for half an hour on the length of their stay, was it twelve or thirteen days...

The Anti Valentine or Love Anytime

Yesterday was Valentine’s Day.  You probably thought I should have written a love poem or an Ode to my husband on that day dedicated to...

Santa is a big heartbreaker!

We maintain the right for any other child to believe in Santa.  I lecture the children almost daily during the Christmas season about not...

Santa, Baby Jesus and Rolling Eyes

From the back seat, “Is Jesus more important at Christmas?”  Oh, my, teach me patience during the holidays.  There are still twenty eight...

I Didn’t Have To Buy It!

Yesterday while shopping, my daughter saw an awful princess chair.  It was plastic and gaudy and ugly.  To her it was a dream.  She had...

Throwing a Fabulous Party, Being Family

Last weekend my cousin and I threw a baby shower for my sister.  This is not new to us.  We throw parties together on what now seems like...

Move Slowly and Eat Popsicles

We keep our windows open at night, trying to get the bit of crisp air that comes through the mountains.  In years past it’s been enough,...

Popsicles and Smiles

Before I can shut my eyes and fully retreat, there is a tug on my arm, “Mom, remember when we had popsicles, just the other day.” And...

A Hair Cut Just For Me

My regular hairdresser runs his business out of a tiny hole in the wall space. I was referred to him by a friend and though on my first...