Ah the dreaded thank you cards. My 3 year old and 1 year old had a birthday party almost two months ago… I still haven’t sent out thank you cards. Part of my problem is I feel like there should be some element that says my kids had a hand in saying the “thank you”…
I don’t really like road trips. My husband will agree. He almost threw me out of the car a few times. I get antsy and whine about how it’s taking FOREVER. But despite not enjoying being stuck in the car for long periods of time, I do enjoy making memories with my family. And this…
I remember the quiet the most. When I first moved to Colorado two years ago and walked on the trails that bordered farmland in the evenings, the quiet and the smell of the earth sparked memories of my childhood in Michigan. It reminded me of being out in the country, at my grandma’s house, my…
Our new home has two small bathrooms. Like most women, I’ve always had big dreams of a giant master bathroom with a soaker tub where I could lock the door and escape… but of course, we can’t have everything we want. A master bath is one of the things we sacrificed when we decided to…
I’m so used to throwing girl birthday parties… we’ve done mermaids, tea parties – you know, over-the-top girly stuff – and I’ve loved sharing those moments with my little lady. But now that I have two boys who are getting old enough to warrant fun thematic parties, I’m realizing that boy parties can be fun…
At our old house, we had a tiny entryway where we all fumbled over one another trying to remove our shoes and coats before we got mud and dirt everywhere (especially in the winter). There was very little space to hang coats or backpacks or purses, and even less to store shoes. It was my…
Mmm. Pizza. I think I have a new resolution to see how many pizza recipes I can post on here. I’ve been experimenting ever since giving up dairy, and while you can never replace the ooey-gooey goodness of cheese-covered delivery pizza, I have learned that you can still have plenty of good pizza without the…
Father’s Day! Time again to celebrate our amazing husbands who also happen to be amazing fathers. I don’t know about you, but as I start to plan my gifts for the Mr. every year, I tend to go a little overboard. I get what I refer to as “christmas for the kids syndrome” where I…
I am sure we aren’t the only ones who lovingly refer to our grandpas as “Papa.” I went through a phase of calling my own dad “Papa” because I watched a little too much “Little House on the Prairie” growing up… but that’s neither here nor there. Now my kids call their grandpas “Papa,” which…
Ah, the end of another school year. Here comes summer with all its sunshine and lazy afternoons and playdates and movie watching. But before we could usher in the season of lengthy days that begin with laughter and staying up late and barbecuing and playing in the sprinklers (sure, it’s all fun and games that…
