My husband came home to crabby children, a messy house and scrambled eggs for dinner, again. I felt the need to defend myself, or more accurately, I felt the need to console myself and feel accomplished. I opened my planner …
A Place of Miracles
This summer is bittersweet. You see. I have spent the last four years of my life being home loving on and raising my sweet, yet wild toddler boys born 18 months apart. Our weeks are filled with adventures to local …
The Memory of Every Day
This was my first year as a mom of a full-time student. My littlest is still home with me in the mornings, but my oldest daughter, Iris, is a full-fledged, all-day kindergartner and proud of it. As it is our …