I’m not dead. No one has died. If you have noticed a three-week absence it is because life has been splendidly wonderful in other areas and thus not allowing for the luxury of writing. Think 4am clandestine meetings with iPads and convincing a two year old to get back to bed! An adorable 11 month…
Bright orange pumpkins lined the gravel drive. Rainbows of apples were stacked challenging any customer not to carry them home with a chubby pumpkin underarm. Parker’s Orchard fruit stand, located in the Brushy Mountains of North Carolina, is the quintessential Americana country shop.
Sometimes life requires a change of scenery. One doesn’t have to travel far (’cause Lord knows traveling too far can get ugly with kids and takes a certain mental preparedness…or moment of insanity). My favorite and most energized mother in law, a.k.a. “Grandma”, had the fun idea of heading over the bridges and through the…
A pure white pig sat in front of us. Round and still. Rory dipped her red paintbrush into the bright sticky colors of paint and began to stroke over the smooth surface. I whispered in her ear to add a dab here or there. To scoop another color into the thick bristles of the brush…
As much as outdoor play and chasing around the house with Tonka trucks are a part of our everyday, we also need some quieter activities to bring some sanity. When those activities can also enhance learning it makes it all the better! R&R look forward to the privilege of using our iPad or old iPhones…