5 Ways Mom Ruins our Fun

We know she loves us, don't worry about that... but sometimes it seems like she's just making up a whole pile of rules to ruin our fun. For instance, we'll be in the middle of a huge independent project and she'll come along, usually shriek, and be like, "You can't use water guns to fill... Continue Reading →

All of the dried macaroni…

"Mom, I like how Ethan sticks out his tongue when he's concentrating!" Fresh from a diaper change my little two year old works so hard at scooping the dried macaroni out of the box into his tiny cooking pot. It's the only age where it's still cute to wander around clad in a t-shirt and... Continue Reading →

When your baby turns 2.

To my baby who is no longer a baby... You were my fastest and most convenient birth. We called the midwife by 8 am, and stopped for coffee for Dad at 9 am. We got our own room at the hospital at 10:30 am, and by noon you were on my chest looking up at... Continue Reading →

She is as pretty as a mom.

I remember my very first Mother's Day, that one where I had my first son growing inside of my tummy. It felt so weird to even give myself the title of Mom, and I'd smile awkwardly and blush a lot when people would wish me a Happy Mother's Day. It kind of felt like I... Continue Reading →

Finding Fingerprints

Have you ever gone back and visited a place that was a huge part of your life, but you had forgotten a lot about it until you found yourself walking the very paths of that same place? Last week I took my kids to a 'learn all about the salmon life cycle' science class at... Continue Reading →

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