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Tricks of the Trade. 1.
A friend of mine is expecting her second baby any day now. And she asked me a version of a question I have been asked many times before. She said, “With six kids, do you finally feel as if you’ve got this? “ You know – if I have this parenting thing down pat. We both laughed. I said, “Well,…
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a magic number
I am so enjoying eight at our house. I love the way London is a deep thinker, a kind leader and an amazing artist. She is such a good protector of her baby brother and she is so capable of real, helpful tasks. She can ride a bike, catch lizards, read stories and a few weeks ago she made a…
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I Heart Productivity
Do you know what I really appreciate? Productive Saturdays that feel slow and enjoyable. It might seem like an oxymoron but sometimes, some days, it really happens. And last Saturday it happened at our house. The day just felt long – in the best way possible. I took the bigger kids to Lowe’s to complete their first Build and Grow…
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The Sign That London Read
So. Since I’m working with Hands On! that means extra trips to Hendersonville to the museum. And I’ll take any excuse to head to that fantastic Main Street. Seriously – I feel as if it’s a mini-vacation just to cross the border on the beautiful mountain drive and wander up and down the sidewalks. (And no, I’m not working for…
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a change of pace.
There’s been a lot of talking going on in our house the last few days. And I’m almost weary of words. (Can you believe that?) But what I’m not weary of – and what I feel like focusing on anyway – is something else. The simple beautiful. I needs me some of that. When Emma was here for a visit…
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book reviews, other blogs, helping hands
I’ve been singing the praises of our favorite children’s museum for as long as we’ve been living in South Carolina. We’ve been visiting Hands On! with friends and alone for years now. And I’ve often joked that they should pay me to support them. In fact, I make that joke a lot with any company/brand/organization of which I am overly…
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Once Upon A Saturday: A Chicken Story
This weekend these chickens moved into their larger, more luxurious accommodations. This weekend this chicken smoked us out of our accommodations. The end.
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good words. V.
“Quality time” can never substitute for ordinary days spent doing ordinary things together. – Elisabeth Elliot
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weekend ramble (the wrong date. the wrong time. the right pants.)
hi.
rocks & roots
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Yesterday.
I couldn’t just talk about Hawkeye on one day only. The kid’s so cute, he deserves a day or two, right? We had a plan for his birthday – we really did. Bergen asked to go on a hike and we were only too happy to oblige such a simple and sweet request. However, the rain had other plans for…
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april 18
Happy Birthday Bergen Hawkeye. Every morning when you wake up with your moppy blonde hair sitting directly over your keen blue eyes, I think to myself – I could not love you any more than I do right now. My heart is virtually bursting with affection for you. And then the day passes. And every night I tuck you into…
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Fox and the Great ‘Ricket Round Up
This one. My last. And yet somehow a new beginning. He sleeps with twelve or more matchbox cars under his pillow. When he finds a blue truck that has escaped its under pillow hideout, he scoops it up and laughs. He reaches under the pillow, stashes it safely and pats the hard collection he’s got going on. He’s a little…
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this weekend’s miracle.
Last Friday a miracle occurred. A real live miracle. A miracle five years in the making. Or, more like, sixteen years in the making and five years in the un-making. In fact, it is the un-making that is the actual miracle. Over sixteen years ago two goofballs with no life experience got married in a cow field in Virginia. And…
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