contentment
If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is…
not the post i wanted
I’ve been writing a post for five days. This is not an exaggeration. I knew exactly what I wanted to write about—a response to the question, “What exactly do you… Read more not the post i wanted →
friday nights
Tonight I am home alone, and I remember how Friday nights are my favorite. They used to be all mine to do whatever I wanted. Before kids, Andy used Friday… Read more friday nights →
buzz-buzz: laugh-laugh
“What happened to your hair?” Andy asked Jordan at dinner. “What’d you mean?” Jordan responded in the way he always responds when avoiding an answer. Sam looked up from his… Read more buzz-buzz: laugh-laugh →
a favorite
This is one of my all-time favorite photos. It was taken in November 2011. The little boy was five. I love hanging out with five year olds. I remember snapping… Read more a favorite →
late bloomers
In July, Sam fell in love instantly. Any reservations I had about bringing home a puppy lost their merit. Sometimes you must throw caution to the wind and do the… Read more late bloomers →
honeycrisp apples
I splurge on Honeycrisp apples. Let’s not tell my kids. I hide them. I cut them in secret. They are my favorite. You may call them a guilty pleasure. Why… Read more honeycrisp apples →
look at the sun
HIs voice barely carried from the bathroom upstairs to the living room where I was writing. “Mom,” he called. I almost didn’t hear him. “Mom,” he called again. I kept… Read more look at the sun →
when whimsy won
Early in March, the boys came home with geckos. I lifted my eyebrows at Andy and he said, “It’s better than a dog.” We’ve been saying no to a new… Read more when whimsy won →