Category Archives: motherhood I suspect I’m not the only mama wondering how to fill 60+ days of summer vacation without rotting the brains of my children with television or permanently damaging their psyche with the crazy rants of a frustrated work-at-home mama. Anyone want to share some ideas for fun and frugal summer fun? I’ll start, just because... Last week Brent and I ended up with an unexpected evening of visiting with friends over wine and snickerdoodles in our backyard. The twinkle lights were glowing and the breeze was blowing. It was the perfect way to spend a Thursday night and was such a diamond in the rough of, well, a rough week....  Before I became a mother I couldn’t fathom it. Even just days before giving birth I would try to wrap my brain around mothering, becoming a mother, being someone’s mother — and I just couldn’t. It was so different from when I got married or graduated from high school or college or started my first...  In large part the writing I do on this blog is effortless. Sometimes I force it when I fear times are slow and you won’t come back. Or when there’s an event that demands to be documented but the words won’t cooperate. Then it feels contrived. But for the most part it’s spontaneous, unplanned and...  Grits for him. (he starts demanding them at 6:05) Cinnamon raisin toast for her. (no butter. no jelly. just plain please.) Followed by a bit of crafting for her (someone’s been packaging “orders” again) and some fast trains for him. Topped of with a little Super Why and Dinosaur Train. Every morning. (Man I love a... |
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