New sheets, Same love

We’re at the point in our lives where we’re excited to pick out new sheets on a Saturday night trip to Target with our 3-year-old. And I wouldn’t trade it for the world. Walking the aisles while reassuring our child the Legos will still be there a few minutes, pleading with him to wait while […]

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Birthday Bug

Our son turned three-years-old yesterday. Oh, wait. It was two months ago to the day. How does time go by so fast? Our lives have been so busy, I haven’t had time to document his third birthday, but better late than never! Since becoming a self-aware, naturally independent child, Leigh picked up his nickname “Leigh […]

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Preschool Ponderings

It seems like preschool came out of nowhere. Once the new year began, it’s like an internal clock went off, yelling at me to figure out what my son’s first step toward school would be. And good thing it did because January is when all the open house programs happen and registration begins in February. […]

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Say cheese

My two-year-old has a digital camera. It’s a kid’s point-n-shoot my husband found at a recycling center. And it’s perfect for him. It’s easy to operate and will survive a drop from three feet in the air. Unlike with a film camera, Leigh can take endless amounts of photos on his digital one. Miss half […]

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Farmers Market Finds

When summer comes around and Saturday mornings are free, I’m always itching to visit a farmers market. Homegrown produce, fresh cut flowers sold by the handful, samples of granola clusters and acoustic music while you meander through aisles of pop up tents is my type of heaven. Not only are they different every time you […]

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An ode to my father

Roses are red. Violets are blue. Monkeys are funny. I love you. I’m not really one for writing lyrical odes, but the title sounded nice. This blog post is in honor of Father’s Day. I can always depend on my dad for comic relief, “that’s what she said jokes” and a supportive smile. He’s my […]

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Bedtime

Some nights when I work late, there’s nothing more I love doing than snuggling our son to sleep. I rush home as my husband stretches our two-year-old’s bedtime past 8, sometimes 9pm. But his weariness is so worth the relief I feel as his body hits mine, reuniting our souls together as the day comes to […]

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