Cloistered Away
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here’s to us, babe.
While the seventh year of marriage has been our most challenging yet, I can easily say — I have never loved you more. Happy 7th Anniversary. (And thank you, Kristen and Tim, for the pictures.)
“If I had a pony, I’d ride him on my boat”
To say that I love the ocean may be an understatement, but it will do. I never feel as liberated ( in all manners) as when I stand at/on/in the ocean. It’s as if the ocean’s counterpart
south texas + an 80 year-old woman
Last weekend we went down to south texas to celebrate Mark’s Nana’s 80th birthday. We partied with a water slide, a bounce house, a pinata, and lots of family and food. Below are some of
“i gave her my heart, she gave me a pen.”
My mom, with a $15 garage sale purchase, single-handily won Liam’s heart, again: a bike this time, not spider-man shoes. He’s been riding the pedal-less bike (Scuut) since we bought it for him two Christmases
little words
The boys, like most young children, starve for new information. So, where do they go for bedtime stories? The encyclopedia, naturally. Well, the other night they wanted to read about dinosaurs, T-Rex in particular. After reading
I know why the caged bird screams.
I think I’ve mentioned Blythe’s scream before — the one that sounds like a ring-wraith. At 18 months, it only grows more powerful by the day. She longs to communicate, to be heard and understood.
delicious nori wraps
I discovered the ocean vegetable, Nori, in the health food store a couple of weeks ago, and it’s delicious. It’s the same seaweed used in Sushi, so I suppose if you don’t like Sushi or California rolls, you
little words
As I mentioned in the post before, Liam has a little stomach bug right now, so he stayed home from school to rest. Liam: (entering the kitchen) Mom, I feel much better. I need to
can you hear me now?
Being at least two feet smaller than most people around you must leave you with a sense of being unseen, and therefore unheard. That’s my only assumption for Burke’s volume level when he speaks. Even his