I started ordering the artwork for Holden's room. This is my first purchase: It's times like this that I wish my sister hadn't moved away. I wish she was here to help me paint the walls red and arrange the furniture and go shopping for little knick knacks that make the room special that only... Continue Reading →
Cool Joe. Slobber is real cool, you know. Yesterday, my boys and I tended the yard. We had quite a few leaves. Brandon loves to help. And sometimes, he just wants to play. He loves chocolate muffins as much as his mom does.
It has been no secret that Steve and I would love another boy. Steve picked out Brandon's name in an agreement that I would get to pick out our second child's name. I've been holding onto this name for two years, waiting to have a baby to give it to. The name, of course, is... Continue Reading →
When we are young, we are vibrant and adventurous and energetic and charismatic. Or at least, that’s how we choose to remember ourselves. What is it about adulthood that churns us all out into these drab, reasonable and cautious people? It’s as if responsibility is a vacuum and it takes all of us in our... Continue Reading →