I’m surrounded by boys. Three little boys. Three little boys with a fascination for grossness. Pee, poop, fart, butt; these words put into any sentence send them into hysterics, what is up with that? Is it just a boy thing or is it a little kid thing? I asked Deacon what his favorite part of the… Continue reading A Boy’s Facination
My grandmother had her burial plot and engraved headstone over a decade before she passed. We used to joke about it. I remember one day she said to me, “You better bring me pansies.” Right there I made a promise to bring her pansies. She lived for a few more years and passed a couple… Continue reading I Promised Pansies
There are just some books you have to read over-and-over to your little one because they just absolutely demand it. I recall the days when I had only one child, pregnant with the second one. I would read Logan roughly seven books every night before bed. He used to pick out the same ones all… Continue reading The Bookshelf #19 – Books They Loved As Toddlers
