Who doesn’t love the library? I take the girls every other week. There are puzzles to do. Games to play. New friends to make. And, of course, books to read. The library was my favorite place growing up. Naturally, I would want to share it with my own little ones. Despite all the challenges that our library trips entail. There…
Lately, my little ones have needed extra reassurance and comforting. Bad dreams about spiders have been plaguing my just-turned-three year old, poor girl. Never mind that during the day she merrily digs in the mole hills throughout our yard, unearthing tons of bugs that don’t faze her a bit. It’s the age, I’ve learned, at which little ones develop fears…
It’s time to celebrate our victories this past week, big and small. Better yet, they are all big. For kids, there are no small victories. And shouldn’t it be the same for moms? I know I can be hard on myself as a mom. I tend to dwell on the moments and the mayhem that make me feel, well, less…
“Mo-om!” my four year old wailed as I came upstairs from throwing in a load of laundry. “Anneliese sixpadeed my puzzle!!” Sure enough, her Pocahontas puzzle, which she had nearly completed, lay in pieces once again, scattered on the kitchen floor. Her two year old sister just can’t resist the urge to sixpadee. She will yell the made-up word as…
My husband keeps an impressive garden. For me, the city girl, “garden” always meant a tomato plant or two, a couple pepper plants, and a few snow peas tucked up against the backyard fence. For my husband, it means mini farm. Just battling the weeds is a full time job. My husband does 95% of the work. But I like…