Happy Summer! If you're just finding your way to my page, allow me to fill you in a bit. I have five children and homeschooled them for...

I have on my pink winter socks. My feet are propped up on a coffee table in a room that I didn't even own this time last year. I can loo...

 I'm sitting in my wicker chair that I scored for super cheap second hand, the cushions are old but in good shape and I have the perfect...

 How's it going? I've heard this question a lot lately so I thought I'd answer it in writing since I'm snuggled up in bed on...

 Five years. That's how long we've been at this homeschool lifestyle. I remember back in 2018 how wrought with stress and fear I was...

  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...