The Crossing Guard
“We are eating popcorn!” Rory yells to me from across the street. “It is kettle corn!” Hazel enthusiastically adds as they mirror each other’s handfuls to their own mouths.
Painting Party! Rory Turns Three!
The sun didn’t disappoint, its glittering morning rays slid through the windows and welcomed Rory with sweet promise of a happiest of birthdays. Three was the number today and it was first celebrated with tea. As I had gotten up early to read a book, and Rory could hear my eyes blink open, she decided…
Cody Turns One!
“Hey Momma!” Cody says. “Good morning happy guy! How are you?” I respond. “Good.” Cody replies.
Ryder Turns Four
The lunch box is packed. The tool box is equipped for the crew. The sun has been up for only a few hours and it is work’n time!
“I’m a Princess”
“I’m a Princess” Rory says almost every morning when I get her dressed. It might be the dress or skirt I put her in or it might be that this little girl has taken on the mentality many of us do during our childhood – a place of importance. Where does that innate confidence come…