Last Friday I did something unprecedented: I checked out library books for my boys. For most people I imagine that is not a big deal. But considering my spacey-ness, I don't get along very well with library books. By the time I pay the fines, it would have been cheaper to have ordered the book on …
Sights of Home
For every five times I look around my suddenly messy home and think, How do they do it?, one of those times I think, I'm going to miss this someday. I'd like to think the latter more and the former less. I want to slow down and savor these days, because I know they'll be gone before I know it. Here …
Mothers Are Made, Not Born (Printable)
I've been working on adding favorite photos and quotes to the inspiration board over my desk. (I'm aiming to share on Friday!) Though it is a concept I have heard before, the moment I read these words in a beautiful post written by the Gypsy Mama, I knew I had to have them on my inspiration board. …
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Wrangling a Fish and Developing Inhibition
Please forgive the semi-disturbing photo, but last Saturday I got to watch something special—a two-year-old's lack of inhibition. We were visiting a rinky-dink lake about an hour from our home when two kids walked up to us to show off their catch. My boys were intrigued by the huge fish, but …
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Roundup of World Maps
I love world maps. Someday I want to travel the world with Ryan, but I'm coming to peace with the fact that now isn't that time. I like to stick close to my little guys, and somehow I don't think they would be as interested in Greece as I would be. (Plus, I'm saving money so that someday I can have …
Teaching (One Escalator Ride at a Time)
When I was expecting Trenton, I daydreamed often of the things we would be able to teach him. How to throw a ball, ride a bicycle, fly a kite. By the time I became pregnant with Chase, I had a bit of motherhood experience under my belt. Not much, granted—they're only 18 months apart—but it …
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