I love how my life is really documented via Instagram. Want to know how many calories you consumed, but can't remember what you ate? Instagram. Can't remember what you wore to that party? Instagram. Have a disagreement with your hubs over when something happened? Instagram. Or you can just defer to the wife is always right way ... View the Post
Babies become big boys.
I'm not sure how it happened, but this skinny jean wearing, lover of the snow is getting big. Too big. I've been keeping him all to myself for nearly 5 years and it suddenly hit me that he's going to school THIS YEAR. I'm happy for him. I know he's going to love it. He loves his math books, writes more letters than I know what to do with and is ... View the Post
It’s been 4 years.
When I first started writing this blog, on January 10, 2009, I was a new Mom, across the country from my family and everyone I knew with kids. I was bored. I didn't know how to do the motherhood thing, if I was doing it right, or if I was doing a good job. I started writing this blog. Journaling. Documenting my life and the new life ... View the Post
The words I’ve dreaded since becoming a Mother.
Our Christmas adventures finally came to a close yesterday. We travelled to New York, back home, then to Ohio and as of last night, are home for a while. Thankfully. I'm kinda over traveling with kids. Everywhere we went was full of people; our families and several dogs. I've really overcome big dog fears in the past couple ... View the Post
Lately.
This week has been rough, to say the least. I try to be honest around these parts, not only sharing the pin-worthy moments, but the life-sucked-out-of-ya-moments, too. The week started in the wee hours Sunday morning, when what appeared to be a little boil on Callan got red and hot and he spiked a fever. This momma freaked a ... View the Post
When creativity creates disaster.
Last weekend, I heard a big gasp from the hubs as he opened the bathroom door to check on Cooper. I ran, scared of what I might find. Cooper was standing, with a smile on his face. A proud smile. As he pointed to this. We questioned him, rather sternly, about why he colored pink crayon all over the toilet. His response? Because I wanted ... View the Post
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