Heres my tale of the mall tantrum. I took my kids back to that dreaded place today. I shudder to even write it…the Mall. Last time we were there, I made the grave mistake of thinking my two-year-old and four-year-old were capable of sharing a sweet treat from Jamba Juice, after playing in the germ-infested…
I feel a bit disingenuous because last week I was heralding spring and this is week we are back to the wintery side of life. While I would love to see spring, I’m not complaining. This brief, March snowfall was just what I needed after acknowledging my modern-day Martha struggles.
“Tell Me and I forget, teach me and I may remember, involve me and I will learn.” -Benjamin Franklin One of the things with having small children is their need to follow us around. Maybe it’s just mine… but if I walk out of the room, they typically drop what they are doing to see…
Bike wheels whizzing fast. Pedals cranking. Breath heaving. This book is another link in my chain that is sending me in the direction I want to go… A place of contentment and thankfulness. A place where I can get out of bed and see the beauty of each new day instead of begrudgingly facing fussy…
I love how cloth diapering is such a funny topic to discuss. It’s not exactly cool or fashionable. And when you mention it in a group of people, you never know what kind of reactions you are going to get. For me, it’s usually a raised eyebrow, wide eyes, and a curious, possibly disgusted look,…
Who or what is anxiety’s worst enemy? I picture anxiety as a large, burdensome purse. One that I have neglected to clean out. It’s brimming to the top with just about everything, but the kitchen sink. Until one day I come home and my shoulder and back hurt, and I realize I need to do…
When it comes to saving money, one of the first things we do is try to see where our money is going. Looking through receipts and tracking our spending regularly has helped us keep our spontaneous spending under control. It has also revealed some areas that we could cut back on or eliminate altogether. Here…
I get choked up thinking that as of today, my little Jovie is four years old… She was my gift straight from the hand of God that picked me up out of my years of infertility, and sent me into this wild ride of motherhood.
Walking into Chick-fil-A, I give myself the pep talk … Grilled chicken salad and a bottle of water…..I arrive at the counter and the friendly looking guy in the grease-stained cap asks the dreaded question, “What can I get for you today?” I open my mouth “Grilled—ya know what? Never mind, I’ll take the number…
Good Morning! How did you sleep last night? …Me? Oh, thanks for asking…