My dad is…
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…
Today is Toddler 2’s birthday. She is so full of life and zeal that it’s hard to describe her and even harder to contain her. This picture suits her well… She is a fascinating combination of mischief and innocence. Adventure and froufrou. She is daring and bold, affectionate and passionate, temperamental and loving. Never afraid…
Lately the Toddler has a fascination with locking herself in the bathroom and doing various things in there to amuse herself… playing in the sink, flushing little pieces of toilet paper, going through my make-up bag, making faces in the mirror, etc. This, though, is the most recent predicament she got herself in while playing…
Well, of course I can’t ever be truly wordless. But, I have a bunch of pictures I need to get off my phone and there’s no better way to do it than to string them together into a short story. My mom got the girls sidewalk chalk paint for Easter, presumably because she thinks plain…
For babies that can’t quite sit up on their own, there is an inventive creation out there called the Bumbo seat. I don’t know how to explain its ergonomics, but somehow it safely helps young babies sit in an upright position so they can see what’s going on around them. It’s brilliant and handy. But, in…
I am grateful to be writing this post from the sandy shores of South Carolina this week. One of the beauties of being at the beach is that the days of the week don’t much matter here. I forgot it was even Monday. So far, the weather here has been unusually cool for May, but…
I’ve noticed lately that my children are sounding very much like Elly May Clampett. This would be fine if we were from the rural farmlands or mountains of Appalachia, but since we’re instead from the suburbs of the third largest city in the state of Tennessee, I was hoping for more of a charming Southern…