I am a former educator and children’s ministry director, a lover of books and projects and specially chosen classes. I certainly believe that our children’s minds should be stretched and their interests followed. However, I also believe that boredom is …
Inhale. Exhale.
I’m a Florida girl living in the New Mexico desert. I got married and moved from sandy white beaches to mile high mountains five years ago and I am finally getting adjusted to all four seasons (because Florida has just …
Clean Breath
May 14-20 is Mental Health Awareness week I’ve never been considered a neat person. I’ve struggled with depression since I was a child, and my way of dealing with life was simply just not dealing. Cleaning so easily overwhelmed me, …
May Pandemonium
May is a bit of a tease, isn’t it? It marks the end of spring, the rain has slowed but the warmth is here to stay. The lengthening days are plentiful with sunshine. The sun is always alluring me to …
Pay. Attention.
This was originally posted on Coffee + Crumbs. Consciousness breathes in and out as often as my chest inflates with air. Sounds of the baby crying out for me to nurse her find my ears, muffled. I oblige because I …
Thrive to Declutter
My hair fell hot against my face. I positioned the flatiron and smoothed another chunk of wayward blonde strands. “Mom!” My four-year-old boy ran into the bathroom, joining me in front of the mirror, “You look like a firefighter!” was …
Breathe In. Breathe Out.
Have you ever gone swimming? I don’t mean like doggy-paddling your way from the shallow end to the deep-end without getting your hair wet, which is impressive in it’s own right, but that’s not what I’m talking about here. I …
Helping Young Children to Rest
Whether your child never sits still, like mine, or is naturally calm and quiet, it can be difficult to teach rest. Sometimes it seems that little ones only rest when they sleep. However, with some experimentation and creativity, there are …
The Best Breath
I watched as his little toes peeked over the concrete edge of the swimming lanes. His instructor was in the pool, arms outstretched—her rhinestone baseball cap blinging in the summer sun. “C’mon, Finn you can do it!” she encouraged. I’m …