For some reason, both of my kids think it’s awesome to get in the tub fully clothed. I don’t know why- they just do. We were getting ready for bathtime when my son got his one-year-old-self in. I was at the sink and I heard a splash, and I looked over to see him grinning…
Meet my daughter. We’re going to call her Brighton on this blog, which is a nickname, but a great description of her. She is a bright and content child, who is nearly always happy.
The first time I heard about someone making homemade yogurt, I dismissed it as a bit over the top for me. It sounded like it was probably a lot of work, and besides, isn’t yogurt made of bacteria? Seems like there would be lots of room for error, and I don’t want to get sick.
Last month we took the family bowling for the first time. It was actually at a family reunion, so there were three generations of bowlers. It was, of course, it was my son’s first time at a bowling alley. He loved it!
I took these photos the other day after dinner. It’s amazing how much more pleasant your evening can be when you didn’t have to fight the dinner battle.
I’m sitting here, curled up in a beautiful quilt my mom made for me. She gave it to me for Christmas, and it was her favorite kind of gift: a “hit” gift, as we call them. My mom listens and files away ideas all year long, trying to really nail what would make us squeal…