Tonight, I told two little red-fleece-pajama-clad boys that it was time to go bed. You all got up, and padded in your little footie feet over to the bottom of the stairs. I took a photograph with my mind: puffy-diapered bottoms, chubby little legs, tiny little paws grasping at the banister, fat knees crawling up…
Today’s post is not brought to you by America’s consumer products companies. We’ve been making our own laundry detergent for almost a year now, and it’s worked out shockingly well. Call me a conspiracy theorist, but I’m convinced that consumer product companies don’t want us to know how easy, inexpensive, and painless making your own…
If life is made up of moments, my life is crammed with them right now. You all are keeping me on my toes. Kiddo, I just tucked you into bed. As I put you to bed every night, I’ve started asking you if you know I love you. You grin with the goofiest smile and…
A long time ago, I stumbled across Posie Gets Cozy, the blog of Alicia Paulson, a beautiful heart who lives in Portland with her husband, Andy. Her blog is a carefully cultivated story of a charming life, complete with scrumptious food pictures and gorgeous layers of textiles and textures. She always posts the most precious…
My sweet friend, Shannon Ho, just sent me the link to some pictures she took of us the other day. I wept as I clicked through the pictures. Words escaped me. The only thing I could think to say to respond to the moment, was: Stuff doesn’t matter. This does.
Yesterday morning, I barely made it to church. We pulled in late, me makeup-less. I was by myself because David has been working Sundays lately. Somehow, I wrangled a three year old, a twenty month old, and a baby in a carrier into the children’s section of the church. I couldn’t figure out which kid…
On a monthly basis, I have plenty of honorable intention to sit down and write each of you a letter. I don’t like making excuses, but I can honestly say that life gets in the way. Charley starts crying, dinner needs to be cooked, or Bubba and Kiddo end up in an “it’s all fun…
My days are starting to run together. I sat on the couch tonight, exhausted, and looked at the clock. I was falling asleep, and it was only 9:00 p.m. My husband and I laugh now that 9:00 used to be the hour at which we started considering what we would do for that evening. Now…
So this is what I’ve been up to lately: She was born last Wednesday. While both my boys had “labor stories” to tell, she was relatively easy. My blood pressure spiked on Tuesday, and to prevent pre-eclampsia, my doctor induced me on Wednesday. Yes, I was a pansy and got an epidural. She was born…
