With sugar on top.
Please oh please, summer. Just last forever. We’re just hanging out. Clinging to the last vestiges of livable temperatures. I’ve got a …
Cotton Candy Market
Every Wednesday night, from May-October, there is a farmer’s market down the street from us. Every week, I say we’re gonna go. …
Tuesday morning.
Just a normal day. I actually got my butt in gear this morning and went out for a run. When I returned, …
I want to ride my bicycle.
The other day, we went outside to play, as is our norm. Fiona asked if I could take the training wheels off …
Papa’s got a brand new bag.
Well, 8 new bags. Beanbags. And a couple of platforms at which to throw them. That’s right. Thanks to some very hard …
Urban Suburban Hippie
The neighborhood I live in is nice. Lots of nice little houses, with nice little yards, and nice little moms taking nice …
On caterpillars and loss.
A few weeks ago, while on a walk around the neighborhood, Fiona found a caterpillar. She decided to take it with her, …
But actually we’re American.
Happy fourth! We’ll pretend these are amber waves of grain. And not just a grassy area next to the highway and behind …
Seriously fantastic.
Sometime last year I came across an idea online. I mentally filed it away (see, I don’t exclusively use Pinterest) to use …
Canadian-ish.
Hey girls. Sit on the step and look at me for a picture real quick. Ok, no. Look at me. You can …