we couldn’t find anything louder.
Up until last week, we had clarinet-thirty. Clarinet-thirty is the time when our 11yo gets
welcome to the a.s.s.
This morning, I woke up to Hank looking so sad and really defeated. “I forgot.
can i make something?
One of my little men takes after his momma’s heart. More specifically and better stated:
belonging.
Lately, I seem to be having a lot of discussions about light and darkness. From
finding center.
I realized something a couple weeks ago in my first pottery class. I sat there
it’s all your fault, amy.
TODAY! Oh my gosh TODAY! Today marks the most AWESOME EVER DAY for our 6th-grade
the bottle babies.
When we started filling up our little farm space with animals, Hank and I decided
kissin’ babies and savin’ ladies.
Two words: baby bunnies. Cutest things around. They’re cuddly, unbelievably soft, and super fun to
whaaaaaat’s happening.
I have in mind to do a fancy newsletter about the ol’ homestead each month.