Life is messy. Life with two boys under the age of three is particularly messy. I’m giving you fair warning…. If you enter my house, watch where you walk. At any time there many be dozens of toy cars strewn across the floor, a halfway dismantled train track off to one side, a number of… Continue reading Life is Messy
When I was a little girl, one of my favorite activities was to sit on the couch with my mom’s giant, 4 inch thick JCPenney catalog, a pencil, and a piece of paper and select what I would purchase for my future family. I spent time thinking about my future husband and each of my… Continue reading The Great Provider
My 13-month-old’s new favorite thing is getting himself into the chairs at his brother’s child-sized table. You can just see the pure joy in his eyes as he works with all his little might to get himself sitting (and occasionally, when he really wants to scare mommy, standing) in the chair and up to the… Continue reading Embracing the Positive
Today, in celebration of Josiah being weaned from breastfeeding (you will not find me on the front of Time magazine with a gigantic preschooler attached to my chest), I thought I would take advantage of the Throwback Thursday craze and bring back a post entitled Craving Milk from my old blog. You can find links… Continue reading Throwback Thursday: Craving Milk
When I became a parent I didn’t dream of having conversations like this one: E: Daddy had a booger. Me: Oh, did he get a tissue? E: No, I got it. Me: You got him a tissue? How nice of you. E: No, I got the booger. It was yucky. I didn’t dream of explaining… Continue reading When I Became a Parent
Abby Kitchin 