Double Digits
He is TEN. So grown up. Chopping down trees. Cooking food in a Dutch Oven over a fire. Dusting and Vacuuming almost as well as I do. Ready to shop…
Read moreHe is TEN. So grown up. Chopping down trees. Cooking food in a Dutch Oven over a fire. Dusting and Vacuuming almost as well as I do. Ready to shop…
Read moreLike waves tumbling in across the sand, these newborn minutes tumble into hours, then days, then weeks. I sit, mesmerized by their beauty, overwhelmed by their demands, and speechless at…
Read moreIt’s true. Christmas is so long gone I’ve started hallucinating about pink tulips. But it was such a wonderful week I want to memorialize it somehow. All except for the…
Read moreIt’s been a month of finding greenery and adding a little warmth to the drabness that is our as of yet unhelped kitchen and dining room. You’d think after a…
Read moreSometimes a break is the best thing in the world. I’d much rather keep plowing through something until I’m finished, but I’m slowly realizing that even short breaks really do…
Read moreSummer went by like a mirage. It’s over. I know this because I baked scones tonight. In 2005 David and I spent almost two months in Ireland. Now, whenever summer…
Read moreWhat are little boys made of, made of? What are little boys made of? Rabbit hunting Camo Bright orange so the other hunters can see them Lying in the dirt…
Read moreHow could I possibly remember so clearly, yet forget so totally how involving and intense it is to homeschool? It’s Day number One and I feel the curtains closing down…
Read moreApparently we’re not quite finished with our in-depth study of new vocabulary words. You know, Monteggia fracture, Torticollis …. I hope the next word is something like Baklava. Adam woke…
Read moreWe are nine days out from what I certainly hope is the most traumatic event of our summer. It was Sunday and, like usual, the kids dashed to the gym…
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