The long school year is over. We The boys survived third and first grades. No, unscratch that. We survived.
These two started out the day as first and third graders, and now they are second and fourth graders.
It’s going to be a great, great summer.… Read More
Between birthday celebrations, baseball, moving the chickens into their coop, baseball, Friday pizza, baseball, birthday parties, fishing, rain, relaxing, two Fun Days at school, a very Monday-ish Monday, more rain, and more baseball, this week feels blurry. It’s weird to look back through the photos over the week and think simultaneously, “Wow, this was a long week.… Read More
In 2012, I stumbled upon a little slice of dandelion puff heaven while on a walk my myself. I returned the next day with the boys in tow and took a series of pictures which will always rank high on my list of favorites.… Read More
To sit quietly on the front porch, sun setting in front of us and darkening skies passing above. Or, in all reality, to sit surrounded by three voices talking over one another, a cacophony of sibling timbre and volume.
To sit with three beside me, around me, too close and touching on a too hot day.… Read More
When our Bradford Pear fell down two years ago, the boys felt devastated. The tree provided hours of entertainment, from climbing to hiding to a place to read. While they’ve found a new place to build a fort, the lack of a tree still has them down.… Read More