1! 2! 3! Simple Garden Salsa!
As simple as putting your shoes on (okay, maybe that’s not a good comparison because 80% of the time Ryder still puts his shoes on the wrong feet).
As simple as putting your shoes on (okay, maybe that’s not a good comparison because 80% of the time Ryder still puts his shoes on the wrong feet).
Rory is sitting beside me on the office stool. We are both wagging our heads to some fun spicy summer jazz tunes and admiring the summer sunset, through the window, bathing the freshly cut bright green front lawn (cut on the diagonal, my favorite!). She is “coloring” a hot rod car a bright sizzling red…
Summer Reading Programs have been a part of my childhood as long as I can remember. I aspire to provide the same opportunities for my kids and this summer, much like the last, is no exception.
This was an odd project for me because normally I like to plan everything out and have a very clear idea of what I’m going to do before I get started. In this case I had the idea in my head, but had never really put much thought into it until the Saturday it all…
“Thump, thump, plunk, plunk!” Hear that? It’s Ryder hitting a tree with a hammer. Not a kid hammer, a full-fledged Daddy hammer. Why is he doing it? Because he’s three I suppose. He’s now out of site and I hear him crying after a good “ka-plunk!”. I imagine whatever he decided to impale next returned…