Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace, and gratitude.
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we couldn’t find anything louder.
Up until last week, we had clarinet-thirty. Clarinet-thirty is the time when our 11yo gets off the bus, comes inside, and busts out the clarinet. It’s getting better. Now, we have trumpet-omg-it’s-way-too-early.
welcome to the a.s.s.
This morning, I woke up to Hank looking so sad and really defeated. “I forgot. Did you?” He asked. Followed by, “He hasn’t even said anything.” Holden lost a tooth last night.
can i make something?
One of my little men takes after his momma’s heart. More specifically and better stated: my sweet tooth. :) He’s our guy who walks in from school, pauses at the back door,
Lately, I seem to be having a lot of discussions about light and darkness. From a moral perspective to a daylight saving time conversation to sunshine v. starlight. In fact, Hank built
I realized something a couple weeks ago in my first pottery class. I sat there during introductions, shrinking into myself because I was so very aware of what a novice I am.
it’s all your fault, amy.
TODAY! Oh my gosh TODAY! Today marks the most AWESOME EVER DAY for our 6th-grade kiddo. There has been a countdown for this day. Today is new clarinet day. And I have
And thank you for a house full of people I love. Amen.