Books, sweet books

Books, sweet books

The other night I dreamed that we walked into the new house, and they’d painted every single room beige. I was distraught, crying “Why? We were going to buy it anyway!” Today I started packing my books. Besides china and extra blankets, they’re...
My little shorn sheep

My little shorn sheep

It’s spring, so we chopped off the hair. Sophia’s short curls really suit her spunky personality. Jonathan, despite his indignation at being made to sit for a photo, is handsome and looking like a boy again (his hair and eyelashes were so long, even when...
Inside the cave-purse

Inside the cave-purse

By request, the contents of my purse. But first, you must know that until last month, I’d been carrying around a ginormous diaper bag. Ditching that for a regular purse was a huge move. I found this red beauty at the Habitat Thrift Store for $1. If you hang out...
Well, maybe the house will sell.

Well, maybe the house will sell.

Yesterday I took the kids for haircuts, and when we got home, workers were putting a fence around the old school across the street. A few months ago, the mayor condemned the building unless someone put in a winning RFP; turns out a developer wants to turn it into...
Spring Break

Spring Break

It started off well, with gorgeous weather, a trip to the park, family walks, and baseball in the yard. And then, this morning my CPH cold had turned into a sinus infection, and all our fun break plans went out the window when instead I had to drug myself with...