Picture this- it’s Christmas day and I am 8 years old (give or take a year). I open a present anxiously anticipating what it might be. The wrapping paper comes off and I am overjoyed to find my very own American Girl doll! This was the IT toy. After all, you couldn’t attend an American… Read More Tiny Glasses Helped Heal My Heart
Dear Timo, Every year on your birthday, I look at photos of you, and I marvel… and cry. Somehow, in the blink of an eye, you have gone from a 5 pound newborn to a 5 year-old boy. Beautiful at birth, delicate and serene, we fawned over your exquisite bone structure… which was quickly obscured… Read More A letter to my son on his 5th birthday
One of my favorite things to do now that Jake is older (3 and a half- that’s big, people), is to take him on play dates. We’re kind of new to the play date scene, as I was pregnant with Livvy last summer, so we didn’t get out much aside from a Dairy Queen drive thru trip,… Read More Kids at Play
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