Our sweet (and sometimes sour) Firstborn went and turned SIXTEEN years old. We spent the weekend celebrating her. She and her best buds have an informal Homeschool Fight Club (but the first thing about Homeschool Fight Club is you don’t talk about Homeschool Fight Club…), so she opted to spend her day shooting said pals at the nearby paintball course– because nothing says “happy birthday” like tactical warfare. The next day she played a double-header of lacrosse games, despite giant …
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It’s been too long since we’ve had a proper photo dump; my poor iPhone is filled to the brim with snapshots. Homeschool keeps our calendars full and our vehicles exercised, …
Resurrection Day is the holiest day of our liturgical year, Easter Sunday being the metaphorical Superbowl of our faith. We observed less-than-traditionally this year, skipping in-person church service for a …
Husband and I were recently blessed with a kid-free weekend under the bright lights of Las Vegas, alongside my sisters and their husbands. None of us gamblers, our wolfpack of …
Last weekend we rang in Lunar New Year, Chinese-style: ’round the table with a great big family feast. Threat of freezing rain caused several guests to cancel last minute, and …
‘Twas a very merry Christmastide, indeed. The sum of our hijinks and revelry has certainly made the season bright. We are grateful for this annual blessing of festively acknowledging humanity’s …
Feeling especially grateful for the abundance of blessing in our lives this year, we opted to celebrate Thanksgiving not once but twice. My youngest, newlywed sister (alongside her groom) hosted …
Chlorophyll lacking, flamboyant kaleidoscope– foliage ablaze. (An impromptu haiku-collab during a recent excursion through a particularly picturesque tree-lined street. The Willamette Valley’s amazing, come autumn; eat your heart out, New …
We’re back at homeschool for our eighth straight year– now with a working/driving highschool Sophomore, an always-dancing 8th-grader in braces, an exceedingly tall (and inquisitive) 3rd-grader, a perpetually befuddled teacher-mom …
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