I finally succumbed to the hippie pressures around me and made homemade granola. It is so very tasty.
I feel like I’m treading water. Treading, treading, treading.
It’s 7:23 pm, Brinley is howling in her crib for unknown reasons, the two older girls are warring in their bedroom, fighting sleep and each other, and my to-do list has the same thing scrawled on it that’s be
I have lamented my lack of domestic ability many times here on this ol’ blog. I suck at cleaning, I’m a lazy cook, and I have no idea how to decorate our home.
A rare family shot. Yes, all three of the children’s pairs of eyes are glued to the TV as they watch the Canucks get creamed (BOSTON creamed, pie that is..
I’m talking gardening over at UrbanMoms tonight.