The walk to and from school each day gives me such an amazing window into the world of my children. My six year old wants so badly to walk. He never complains about it. Never remarks that the half-mile trip (one way) is too long or too boring. He absolutely loves to walk to school. …

Also known as “how to stuff your daughter into a new pair of jeans.” A pure mama post. Today I woke up our 22 month old and held her on my hip as we browsed the closet. Hair standing on end from a good night of sleep. All warm and soft after being under a …

I remember a trip to our local pharmacy last year. It was a few weeks before Halloween and my middle son, two and a half at the time, was toddling behind me through the seasonal aisle, en route to pick up a prescription. As I walked blindly past all the candy and odd accoutrements that …

This past week I was walking home from the school drop-off with a newish friend. Swapping stories about the basics of our lives. Marital status, where we grew up, favorite pastimes. When it came time to exchange the details on all the places we lived before landing in our current community, a contrite little sigh …

Is there a rule book out there for blogging? Something that tells a chatterbox like myself what she is and is not allowed to do when it comes to a blog? You see, the pressure to type something witty and savvy can break my little hyper self down on occasion. I spent my evening roaming …

It’s pouring rain where I live today. It is wet and cold outside. We are cooped up inside, playing puzzles, wearing sweatshirts and socks. Every single window in our home is tightly closed and we are almost officially under lock down, sequestered into winter. Same at my son’s preschool and my other son’s elementary school. …

I think my garden is officially closed. We plucked the last green bean today and pulled a few cracked tomatoes off their stems. The kale is still hanging on for the ride, but I sort of over-dosed on that earlier this year so just looking at it pretty much makes me shiver. My daughter toddled …