TRAVEL

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Preface

"This is not our home," Mark told the kids, pointing to the house we'd lived in the last seven years -- the only house they have known or remember. It was Thanksgiving weekend last year, and we were sleeping in the backyard, snuggled in…
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a brief mid-day hike

I noticed my shirt was inside out while brushing my teeth the other day and realized this is how life feels right now: the same shape and design only with all the frayed threads exposed. Life in our new home is still coming together. At…
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day hike

As I mentioned last week, lately we've been indoors more than usual, and while I value indoor activities in their own manner, there's nothing quite like exploring the outdoors, especially…

oh, chicago!

After having four kids (whom I love desperately), I have new perspective when we get to travel without them: Eat. It. Up. Mark and I try to enjoy at least a weekend alone together a year to remember and celebrate us apart from our…
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turning six | a gift of experience

Blythe, this last year as I watched you shoot out of your lingering baby chubs and try to bite apples with missing front teeth, I realized too soon you'll be learning to drive and talking about boys and venturing out into the world toting…
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a brimming independence

I imagined this summer differently a few months ago. Mark had a full summer of classes planned and our family budget had dramatically shrunk this year, both leaving little room for a typical vacation. As usual, we carved out time to see…