Hadley spelled this out the other day, and I thought it deserved a little tribute, in the style of Denise Huxtable and her poem “Their Love is Real.” Indeed. When she puts a Barbie Doll in my boot and neglets to tell me about it- Hadley’s OK. When she comes into our bedroom in the middle of the night to tell us her… View Post

I have always been pretty strategic in choosing the parks the girls and I go to.  The playground needs enough things for each to do, and I need to be able to see them all the time. This park, though pretty small, is difficult to supervise both the H’s.  There’s a tall bridge in the back, that I can’t see them… View Post

Any mother will tell you that it’s hard to get things done during the day.  The obvious reasons are things like: taking kids to school or activities, breaking up fights, changing diapers, figuring out a meal that everyone will eat, making sure your child remembers to put her underpants on when she’s getting ready for school.  Is that last one… View Post

Recently Geoff and Kellee came to visit us. We went here: and ate these: We did a little antiquing with Diego in Leesburg. However, these pictures are my favorite: A few days ago I lifted Harper up as I high as I could reach and she said, “No, Mommy.  That’s for Uncle Geoff.  It’s what he does.”  And when Hadley… View Post

Last week, after I picked Hadley up from school, the girls and I drove to the zoo.  It wasn’t too hot out so we ate our lunches with the windows rolled down while listening to the “Silly Songs” CD as loud as I could stand it. We saw a couple of panda bears. We followed elephant tracks to find the giant… View Post