I’ve decided that the field trip to the farm/orchard/pumpkin patch is officially The Preschooler’s Rite of Passage. Indeed, it is a “must do” if you’re in the digits before 5….perhaps after 5, too. The one we went to this morning was around before George Washington was president. Nice tidbit o’ information, me thinks. I love this picture. They’re looking at… View Post
Mushrooms and Friendship
Hadley wrote this to her friend Maya and asked me to mail it to her. My first thought was to pray that her mom wouldn’t think we were complete weirdos. I imagined the two of them sitting down together to read a note from Hadley, and the strange look that would surely come across their faces as they learn she… View Post
Halloween Came Early
When we lived in the midwest, I had a rule for myself about wearing turtlenecks. I couldn’t wear them until it was October. I love turtlenecks, and back then, owned a ridiculous amount several of them. Turtlenecks sweaters, turtlenecks shirts….I’m pretty sure I owned a turtleneck tank top but rarely wore it because it made me confused. Now that we’re… View Post
Her Love is Real
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
At the Park
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
