One of the most amazing things about life is how we all make each other who we are. I’m not sure if my grammar was correct there, but the fact that I’m even concerned about my grammar is because of my mom. She’s somewhat of a stickler and even though we give her a hard time… Continue reading Stand Tall, Molly Lou Melon
I had a total meltdown this morning. I won’t go into the details leading up to it, but just picture me locked in my room, crying and blaming myself for everything that’s less than ideal in my family right now. “I’m just not good enough. I need to be better – more patient, more disciplined,… Continue reading M is for Meltdowns & Mom
I have a hard time letting my kids do messy fun stuff. But I am determined to get better at it. It’s so good for them, and for me too! So much learning and discovery take place while splattering paint or forming dough, and their creativity can really shine when they aren’t as restricted. Plus, when you allow… Continue reading M is for Messy
“Mom, can you help me? There’s gum stuck in my hair.” He kind of mumbled it. He knew it was his own fault. After reading Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Ben had been walking around with gum behind his ear like Violet Beauregarde. I had warned him multiple times about getting it in his hair, but apparently… Continue reading Gum in Hair
You guys. I just sang in public. By myself. Well, with a pianist, but still solo. I sang a bunch of jazz songs and I loved it! And other people seemed to like it too. They clapped between numbers, I got lots of compliments, and I even scored a few tips! This may not seem like… Continue reading The Jazz Singer
We did this super simple craft for the letter L today with no planning whatsoever. Sometimes I get lucky. We had some foam bowls kicking around and I thought they’d make good ladybug bodies, so we painted them red (I use this washable paint and yes, it came out of Eliza’s shirt). We glued on some black paper… Continue reading L is for Ladybug
A Color of Her Own 