“Are we having THAT for dinner?” Liam asks with disdain as he watches me slide another zucchini down the mandolin. “Yes.” I simply retort, looking...

Sometimes I forget the whimsy of this day, laden with colorful hearts and kisses and cards. But you, children, did not. You each meandered over...

Dear Blythe and Olive: As your crayons, markers, and paints, we wanted to commend you for the passionate and endless ways you have used us....

  {this moment}: A Friday ritual. A single photo capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to...

Toss it up to my naiveté or young idealism that this never dawned on me before having children, but let me just say, parenting is HARD....

Ahem. Testing. Testing. Is this thing on? Cheers to 2012 and to life! This life that pulls and fills and exhausts, only to leave me bloated...

It really is a wonderful life. And we all wanted to make sure you remembered, so this is how we celebrated you this year on...

That’s right folks: I’m back. I can hardly believe SIX MONTHS have past since I’ve last posted. Older, wiser parents regularly state, “it all goes...

Calling you delightful, Olive, seems like a drastic understatement or cliche (sadly, words limit us at times to describe the full measure of a person),...

You are a force, Burke. Not the force, but a force nonetheless. Whether throwing your body to tackle someone or wrapping your legs and arms around...