If we have a family slogan, it’s this. Our eight years of marriage have been filled with so much stress from outside forces we can’t control…
You two … one minute you’re fighting like crazy, and the next you’re snuggling on the couch. You’re bickering one moment, and you’re giggling together the next. I guess that dichotomy is part and parcel of being sisters.
When you’re four years old, there’s magic to be found in everything.
I always knew he’d be a terrific father, but watching my brother take such an active part in his girls’ lives makes me so very proud of the Dad he has become.
On this crisp Dutch morning, I found Jim and Samuel happily ensconsed in the living room watching Sesame Street. There was something about the serenity of the scene, their peaceful faces bathed in buttery golden light, I couldn’t help but reach for my camera.
In the moments before this shot, Audrey warned Logan that he couldn’t chase Eddie like he was chasing Jack-Jack. Like all toddlers, he asked why, and was told it’s because Eddie was mostly blind. Logan crouched down, cupped Eddie’s face in his chubby, dimpled little hands, and gazed at him with such sweetness and sorrow.
Not only was this a great challenge just to get me scrapping, but it’s the boot in the pants I needed to start a project that I’ve been thinking about for a couple years! I’ve got a Pinterest board I’ve been using to collect quotes that are words of advice for my stepdaughter and nieces. I’ve been wanting to create an album where I combine the quotes with short essays where I explain why I feel it’s good advice or sharing some of my personal experience.
I’m told there are a great many benefits to having kids when you’re young, from having enough energy to keep up with them to still being vibrant and healthy when they move out. But there’s also a benefit to the adult child of young parents: having time …
I recognize there are many things I do with and for my dogs that are patently ridiculous. Jim reminds me of this often. But some of what seems ridiculous at first glance is driven by necessity; if nothing else, a necessity for my own mental health.
She’s all tangled curls and wide grins, her braces festooned with neon bands.
There’s something about the age of 5 that’s simply magical.