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I thought the Preschooler’s drawing of our family from Tuesday was going to be the “arts and crafts” highlight of the week. But, that all changed when I went to pick her up yesterday and saw this treasure she created for Father’s Day…
I thought the Preschooler’s drawing of our family from Tuesday was going to be the “arts and crafts” highlight of the week. But, that all changed when I went to pick her up yesterday and saw this treasure she created for Father’s Day…
This month marks five years since I started a blog. It was the summer of 2010, and the two older girls were three and almost two when I first decided it might be good to have some sort of creative outlet. I was in a season when I didn’t leave the house much and longed…
Sweet Toddler, It has been exactly two years since you joined our family. Since then, you’ve added more energy, personality, and joy to our mix than we knew possible. You still don’t have a baby book or any photo albums chronicling your first holidays or vacations. And, honestly, this is largely your fault. You are…
Last night I told the Preschooler to wait for me downstairs while I got the Kindergartener tucked in and settled into bed. Approximately two minutes later I came back downstairs and discovered this: Yes. Soundly asleep on the stairs. And, this is now my goal for the summer: to stay outdoors enough and to play…
It’s hard to believe it’s December 2. The Thanksgiving weekend went by so fast. Traditionally, we kick off the season by going to a local “Fantasy of Trees” event on Thanksgiving night or the day after. While the girls are still largely uninterested in the actual trees, they are all about having their nails painted….
Exactly one year ago today, after much encouragement from the Spouse, I started this blog from a little table at Panera. I created a generic template on Blogger, typed my first post, and nervously hit “publish.” At that time I wasn’t sure if anyone would ever read it, if I’d be persistent enough to stick…
Today is the last official day of preschool for my oldest, the Preschooler. I’ve been trying not to think too much about this because I hate to be overly sentimental about something so inevitable… and in many ways, something so exciting for her as she gets ready to start this next chapter of “real” school….