Feels like old times sitting down to a laptop, a cup of coffee, and a chill in the air. I started blogging when we lived in Alaska and I w...

The aspen leaves are twinkling as they do with the slight breeze that's blowing my hair and the sun shield I'm sitting underneath. T...

  Yesterday. the seven of us got tickets to the Denver Art Museum to see the Whistler to Cassatt exhibit. The kids and I have studied Mary C...

Have you ever seen those little images people share with small children, arms outstretched to the sky with a joyful smile on their face even...

 As the bacon sizzles in the oven and the eggs and waffles I've prepared begin to cool, I pause in the chaos of the morning and realize ...

My mama, the woman I inherited my love of writing from, gave me a book last year that is called "400 Writing Prompts". There are s...

We've been on a hiatus in more ways than one. For starters, I'm writing for the first time from a wobbly wooden ikea desk nestled ag...

 The past few weeks have been doozies. From the election to the pandemic to the big changes coming our way as a family, my head has been spi...

"Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack in everything That's how the light gets in."...

Monday, August 3rd, is Raksha Bandhan! It's an Indian holiday for siblings- a day to promise to love and protect each other alw...

Everyone and their sister is out there offering up their two cents on recent events and how you can deal if you are suddenly a homeschool fa...

I was listening to a podcast the other day. The guest speaker seemed slightly abrasive and I was just about to turn it off when she said so...

Today was one of those days you just want to pretend never happened. I had to take the kids shopping with me into multiple stores- out of n...