I think my favorite part of my house in December is the Christmas tree. And no, artificial trees just aren’t the same to me. We’re firmly Team Real when it comes to our arboreal decor. It’s a tree full of memories and love and it makes me happy to look at. If I could keep…
nostalgia
Cruisin’ for a bruisin’
So no one told me that second children are INSANE. Particularly girl second children who must be into and know about absolutely everything at all times lest their tiny baby worlds spin off their respective axes and we just can’t have that happen, now can we? I am unhappy with this lack of being told…
True Life: I’m A Hover Mom
I spent my summers on my grandfather’s farm in north Florida. It was entirely possible to go without seeing either of my grandparents until we were gathered around the kitchen table for a meal. My cousin and I played dolls, chased chickens, traipsed through the woods, swam, picked blueberries, fought with each other and resolved…
Finding our way
Joshua’s my pioneer child, exploring the wilderness of my heart and patience in a way I think only a firstborn can. Lately, he and I spend more time not understanding each other than we do just getting it. Getting each other. From his birth until now, it’s like we’re always finding our way through this…
Late bloomer
I remember when the first of my friends got her period. She stayed out of school that day because she was so scared something would go wrong and she would end up embarrassed. 5th graders are brutal. Middle schoolers are worse. All of my friends had gotten their periods. I was a “late bloomer,” according…