Thoughts on Instagram: part 3 I got this visual while watching the girls look out the window at Times Square on our recent trip to New York. There was so much to take in! So many bright and shiny lights. And stores. And people! Sidewalks…

Something about the new year gets me thinking in a fresh way about instagram and how I want it to function in my life. Last week I wrote about a perspective shift for viewing other’s accounts. This week, let’s talk about who we follow and…

I was looking through photos and came across this one of Scout from our trip to New York. She spiked a fever and felt awful and ended up in bed by 6pm. What’s interesting is that I really only remembered the whole event from this…

As we enter a new year, I find myself extra sensitive to parents. Namely, those wishing for a child: the pain that can come with a new year and arms bare where they hoped a child would be. And also for those with personal dreams…

This week at home with all the kids has felt harder than usual. I don’t think it’s any one specific child, but more so the sheer quantity of them all. The volume. The mess. The asks. The needs. I know I will miss this one…

Time with just her. A rare treasure and absolute gift. A moment to savor who she is and also relish who she is becoming. Scout. My oldest daughter. On the cusp of six. Bright eyed. Content and capable. A delight to be with. I pray…

  I stumbled across this idea a few years ago when looking for a certain photo of Scout. We were living in a rental house with outdated appliances and a bathroom completely tiled in yellow. But here’s what I realized when I went through the…

*image via Ree Drummond at thepioneerwoman.com   What do you do with your thanksgiving leftovers? Try to eat it all in the days following the holiday only to get sick of it? The best way to use your leftovers is to repurpose them in a…

In her book “I Guess I Haven’t Learned That Yet” @sniequist writes about how hospitality changed during the pandemic. People went from inviting friends into their homes to meeting outdoors. From “take a seat on my comfy couch” to “here’s a lawn chair.” There’s a line…

Recently Berta had people over for dinner and I came early to assist her in the kitchen before they arrived. She thought I was there to help; I was secretly there to observe. I learn something every time I watch my mom in the kitchen.…