Category Archives: nada You’re a parent. You’ve been there. You know that feeling of disbelief that comes in that moment when you have given your child a gift that comes in a big box, only to find that they are more interested in the box than the gift itself. This is especially true for younger kiddos. Why it… Simple is beautiful. I still don’t think I fully understand what it means to simplify, but what I do know is that the prettiest things I’ve ever seen aren’t complicated. Whether it’s wardrobe, decor, art, food–simple just always seems better. I was perusing instagram this week and stumbled upon a friend’s craft and just loved…  When my first born was a pre-schooler he was fascinated with programs about garbage. If the library had a DVD about trash, it was in his little hands. We watched them ALL. Many times. After watching footage of landfills repeatedly, it’s sort of tough not to think twice before you just chuck something into the…  Blogging is hands down the best thing that has happened to me in my professional life. Blogging gave me a place where I could merge my love of words, photography, and eventually cooking, together. It did not start out that way, and in the beginning, it seemed overwhelming and scary. I am not going to… There was a time when I would stroll the aisles of Hobby Lobby dreaming up our next craft. We’d leisurely make our way from the paint to the glitter to the ribbon departments and dream up something grand. But then…….. Baby # 2 arrived. & he didn’t sleep much. And his big sister was getting…  I’m not sure what is happening with me recently, but my mind is roiling with ideas. Maybe it because I turned 40 this past winter. Maybe it is the beginning of the school year, which is always more of my personal new year. Maybe it is all these intense topics that call for women to… …but what about the husband? I was recently watching an episode of Mad Men and two of the (far from faithful) husbands were talking, one sharing that there came a time in his life where he started taking the 7:25 not the 5:25 train home. & it just made me think. How many men love… 
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