Category: Posts
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April Fools
We woke up to snow again on April Fool’s Day. Just two days prior we were in shorts and t-shirts, playing tennis on the driveway. I’m in denial. I swiftly made an appointment for a pedicure and refuse to go back to boots. I thought I’d also share with y’all that World Market currently has these…
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Celebrating a Gotchaversary
I still can’t believe it’s been a full year. And yet, I also can’t believe it has ONLY been a year… In the adoption world, many families affectionately refer to the day that their child is placed into their arms as Gotcha Day. Though in recent years this term has actually become less popular, some opting instead to refer to it…
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One Year As Five
What a difference a year makes. Similar to the birth of our girls, we can scarcely recall life before Little Man joined us. He is, quite simply, a delight, and we are so grateful for the blessing of adopting him into our family one year ago. We are eternally grateful to all who helped make it possible: Each person who…
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Outdoor School
Evidently, spring is here to stay. We have been enjoying more unseasonably warm weather, and spending more of each school day outdoors, accordingly. Though our backyard remains a giant, muddy blank slate, there is still much fun to be had in the fresh air and sunshine. (my alarm clock) In other news, it pains me to admit that…
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Travel Like a Pro (book review)
Though I’m certainly no globe-trotter, I’m still quite passionate about travel. I hope to expose our children to as much of God’s creation as possible. To rouse in them an appreciation for His majesty, creativity, and care. More than ecology or topography, I desire for them to experience humanity— as we are all so varied, yet each made…
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Sacrifice & Splurge
Handsome Husband bought himself a new car today. This isn’t something I would typically share here, lest I’m labeled a boastful turd, were it not for the implications… For the past two and a half years Husband has faithfully driven a stinky, old, rusty (albeit studly) truck. Willingly. Cheerfully. Quite simply, because of this sacrifice (he has oft arrived…
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Dinner in the Bathtub, and other maternal misfortunes
I ate my dinner in the bathtub last night. Because, by the time dinner was ready, Jeopardy was already over. It was that kind of a day. Calgon? Calgon?!? CALGON! I can’t reach the nifty pillow built in to my bathtub, by the way. I’m too short. Both Husband and towering, statuesque Bestie Courtney tell me it’s…
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Forever Friends
Sometimes you just know it, the familiarity is palpable… You make a new friend and quickly recognize they’re going to be a life-long Bestie. This was the case just a few, short years ago with Bestie Kristin. Coincidentally, it was also the case with our respective firstborns. I recall the first time I met Kristin, I hijacked the…
