FAMILY
three minutes with Blythe
Here’s three minutes with our giggly six-year-old: unscripted, unrehearsed, limited editing. Enjoy!
you are my sunshine
Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. -Kurt Vonnegut It’s mid-February and already our trees are birthing
OUR HOMESCHOOL IN PICTURES
It seems winter went on strike at some point this month, but we didn’t mind. Instead we did what all of you with real winters will do several months from now while we’re profusely sweating
wild + free
Life is pure adventure, and the sooner we realize that, the quicker we will be able to treat life as art. — Maya Angelou This warm winter weather has continued, allowing for countless hours outdoors
three minutes with Olive
While I have millions (I’m sure) of pictures of my children and even several letters and stories about them, I have very little video — very little of their perspectives, like/dislikes, voices. So this
Lately
We’ve moved into this new year like a sleep-deprived mother moves out of bed — slowly, bed-head and all. Although Mark did remove the Christmas tree to the fire pit area of our backyard, our
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
nine.
“For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its