My childhood holidays and vacations were spent running around with my cousins—eating sugar, making up games, and staying up late.  I remember one particular summer when the favorite

A tiny peek into our garden. Here’s what’s blooming today.

I love to give gifts. Honestly, I love to make them. Because I find it so satisfying I’m going to post it on my blog. It’s random perhaps.

I love where we live! Last weekend we rode our bikes onto the ferry, my husband and I each pulling a trailer with a child inside. When we

“I’m just so ungraceful at this parenting thing sometimes,” I said in frustration to my dad recently. I was just coming off of another round of the insane

AUGUST, 2013 For grandparents, aunties, and uncles, and anyone else who cares. Everything with wheels is called a “Go Go.” In fact most things are two words repeated. 

As I gingerly slid the knife into the slightly wobbly edge of the box filled with thousands and thousands of thrumming bees I thought about how good my

My son is really into blood curdling screams right now.  I on the other hand, am not.  I console myself with reassuring self pep talks about the likelihood

You’re extremely competent.  Although you hide it behind a complete lack of attention to personal detailing/ baggy t-shirts, you are one of the most talented and competent people

First off let me just say, my mom does not have one red eye.  And I don’t look like this.  I mean I do, but without the blue/black