Christmas

O Christmas Tree
This time of year always feels concentrated and rich, like a dark chocolate truffle–something special meant to be taken in slowly. Like so many of you, we are busy, busy this month, and I’m trying
a simple holiday wreath
Since moving to our home last spring, I’ve wanted to make a wreath for our front door–something organic and simple that reflects the rest of our home. So when my sister called earlier this week and
merry christmas.
I can’t believe Christmas is only a few sleeps away already. I’ll be taking a break from this space to enjoy the holiday season with our family and some long overdue rest. As we do
life lately
list-making / unmade beds / holiday baking / endless amounts of pretend play / poetry and hot cocoa / new braids / gift wrapping / math work / bedtime reading / an ornament made by
the gingerbread house
  The Gingerbread Man by Rowena Bennett The gingerbread man gave a gingery shout: “Quick open the oven and let me out!” He stood up straight in his baking pan. He jumped to the floor and away
a merry Christmas indeed.
I know. I know. We’re into the first week of 2013 and I’m still talking about  Christmas. Here’s the thing: Christmas isn’t a day or even a weekend for us; it’s a week and a
November | December outtakes
I always mourn how these two months seem to seep through my fingers each year, but something this year felt even faster. Maybe it was the trip to Chicago or my kiddos’ growing energy (and
the holidays, part two
Mark’s never been much of a dancer. He attributes it to a “lack of rhythm,” that thing that allows most people to clap and sing at the same time. And in spite of his enormous
merry christmas 2008
Christmas quotes: “This is SO amazing!” -Liam “This is totally awesome!” -Burke “Happy Christmas-House!” -Blythe