The other day Bubby brought me my Bible. I had read something from it that morning, but he must have seen me putting it down, and his curiosity must have made him wonder more about it. He loves books. He crawled up next to me, and placed it in my lap, looked up at me
You know you’re a mama to a toddler when your carpet looks like a land mine of Nabisco crackers and goldfish. … when you crave sleep, but work through nap time instead of resting. … when you start dancing and/ or singing along with the Sesame street characters without even thinking about it. … when
Friends, today my first real post goes live on Still Standing Magazine. I hope you’ll join me there if you have a moment… Click here to read. Wishing everyone a safe + happy Memorial Day!
She pulled her hair back, and squinted her eyes. Maybe if she didn’t look too hard, she might see something she deemed as beautiful looking back at her. The mirror never lied, she told herself. I am ugly. She thought long and hard about what it must be like to have perfect hair. Stick straight
I know many of you know Katy from Somewhere Over the Rainbow, but in case you don’t I hope you have a chance to visit her shop. Today she is offering a special discount (good through the end of June) for Small Bird readers. Somewhere Over the Rainbow. Custom, personal creations from wood, paper, glass,
You know that question. For most people it’s a no brainer. But if you’ve had a loss, it’s a tricky question loaded with guilt, hesitation and anxiety. And sometimes lies. I took Bubby to the dentist this morning, and read the line on the form that went something like this… “Names and ages of siblings”.
Friends, I just have to show you what came in the mail the other day. Talk about last minute! Yes, I am an affiliate of these wonderful folks, but honestly with this coupon I don’t even know if I make a dime. The only thing you have to pay is shipping! That is $40 off. I
I seriously need to find time to watch the sun set. It makes home feel so… much… closer.
If you are visiting for the first time, I am almost certain the first thing you will do is click to see what this blog’s all about. Who she is. And what in the world I am talking about when I say ‘beautiful mess’. I am not the she. And when you realize the she is
I was never that girl who always wanted to be a photographer. I didn’t carry a camera with me everywhere I went, and as a kid I hated it when my mom would set me up in front of a beautiful arrangement spring flowers and tell me to “Say cheese!” I did own a camera,