On Sunday, we were making our usual pilgrimage to church when the kids noticed signs at several churches along the way announcing various As...

A quick quote from Hannah, as I was doing her hair this morning: "I feel sorry for myself when I was younger. I just didn't know h...

I have nothing for you today, my friends. Still wallowing in the self-pity that is sick kids, bad weather, and absent husbands. But I know s...

1. Worst weekend in a long time. Let's just blame it on strep throat, the Husband getting stranded in Grand Rapids, muddy footprints, ...

While trolling innocently through my blog reader yesterday, I stumbled upon the most genius of all genius ideas. Meet Alissa . Amazing phot...

Question: What happens when you take this: And combine it accidentally with this? Give up? You get this: Which, thankfully, turned out not t...

To my three babies, In light of a certain situation that took place this afternoon, I feel compelled to issue you a public apology and a pl...

(Nerds one and two: Expanding their vast stores of knowledge at a museum) (Nerd three: Doing what she does best, looking pretty) It is a t...

Dear McKay, Today you are turning eleven years old. This day every year brings you one step closer to that inevitable moment when you are r...

Let's just say there's a football game on television that happens once a year. You invite some friends over to watch it on your husb...

Look what I got to play with for a few hours last week: Gorgeous, isn't she? Her name is Zoey and I have been unofficially adopted as h...

Oh, you loopy, loveable midwesterners. You are a classic paradox. Hardy and strong, you bravely face the endless muggy summers filled with ...

It took me a while to get our New Year's Eve pictures off my camera. Probably because I've spent several weeks thinking of all the ...

Most days, life is pretty good. Some days, I wonder why I bother getting up at all. Most days, I relish my role as a mother, and find joy i...

Have you ever found someone you connect with on such a profound level that you immediately begin to wonder if somehow you just might be rela...

This afternoon I decided to brave the below-freezing temperatures and head to the mall. The kids were home for a half-day today, and Hannah...

I think I love the half-hour after dinner, showers, and PJ's the best. The dishes are usually done. The kids all smell nice and clean....

A few months ago, I was contacted by the nice folks at SkinMD to review a bottle of their shielding lotion with sunscreen . I was thoroughl...

I won't lie to you. This morning was not a pretty one, my friends. We've known this day was coming for two-and-a-half weeks. We h...

It's that time of year, friends. The time of year when we are all gorged out on Christmas cookies, and find ourselves pining away for c...

HIM: Now tell me again where you're going? ME: I'm going to a cookie exchange. HIM: What exactly is a cookie exchange? ME: Well,...

Oh, hello there little blog. My, how I've missed you. Is anyone still here? Anyone? Anyone? I am sorry to have been away for so long...

One of my favorite things about the month of December is the good mail. - The samplings so far this year - Instead of the usual bills, home...

This chick has serious 80s rock star hair every morning at the breakfast table. It goes well with her nightly concoction of mismatched pajam...