I have pack rat/hoarder tendencies. You won’t ever find me keeping ketchup packets or barbecue sauce from restaurants. Those aren’t allowed in my house. Actually, between you and me, I don’t even like taking leftovers home unless it’s pizza. I’ll walk away from the table and if someone says, “Callie! Don’t forget your leftovers!” I make an extremely convincing act… View Post

Here’s a picture of Harper praying for dead caterpillars.  You know, just a moment’s pause before we continue scootering. Of course taking this picture made me decide that it was time to revisit the caterpillar story from the spring of ’10. So here you go: The story for this post began on Friday.  The girls and I were walking around… View Post

The minute I put the girls to bed the heavens open up and let loose all the rain that’s been promised for the last twelve hours. It’s lightning so much that it feels like we are on the inside of a strobe light. It’s thundering too, but Hadley doesn’t care about the thunder. She’s worried about lightning.  Harper isn’t afraid… View Post

Today, I’m writing about Monica Wesolowska’s beautiful book, Holding Silvan. You can learn more about Wesolowka here, and you can find a copy of her book, here.  Holding Silvan is the story of a mother and father who have a baby who is so sick that he can only live for a short time, and from a writer’s point of view,… View Post

You probably know that it was Mother’s Day last Sunday. What you might not have known, is that for several weeks my new pal Laura Brown’s book was circulating the blogosphere because it happens to be the perfect thing to give your mama on Mother’s Day.   Here’s the lovely catch, though: Laura wrote the book so that the child… View Post