This past week, Riley spent her first spring break at Girls, Inc. They had a really cool itinerary filled with various exercises and sports, including a trip to aerial yoga and a CrossFit gym. It was a week of workouts I have to admit I was a bit jealous of, and I was certain that she would come home with a new activity that she had fallen in love with. What would it be? Lacrosse? Soccer? Yoga? (more…)
Story and I live about a half an hour out of town. While we are in love with our house, yard, neighbors, and neighborhood, living out here can be rather inconvenient (no pizza delivery!). To avoid the back-and-forth as much as possible, we try to group our errands and outings in town, but sometimes there are significant time gaps. Our go-to for these in-betweens is the library.
This blog is entirely about growing up. Here we capture the ups, downs, twists, and turns of parenting that all relate to the same topic – our kids growing up. We, as parents, are very aware that our kids are growing and changing. Some days, it feels like they haven’t aged a day since toddlerhood with their meltdowns and demands, but, from year to year, we can see and feel the difference. It’s a journey that feels slow but can creep up on you. This past week, my daughter growing up didn’t creep up on me. It smacked me in the face. (more…)
In this week’s post, I told you all about our Valentine’s Day week of celebrating all of the love around us, but truly our celebration started the week before Valentine’s Day with our holiday craft. I accidentally told the girls that I had a craft planned for the occasion in January and survived a few cold weekends without giving in to their insistent cries to do the project. But finally, I broke and gave in. We did the craft about a week and a half early. It turned out to be good timing since Riley had a string of bad dreams and the craft I had planned was a dream catcher. I didn’t quite know the story of dream catchers at the time, so I told Riley that they were to catch bad dreams and keep them away but also to catch the good ones and keep them around. (more…)
When Story was younger, not much younger though, I was obsessed with her learning to read. She loved books — rather, she loved being read to. She especially loved audiobooks (the ones Ali hates, with the character voices). Her vocabulary was quite advanced for her age, due to being read to all the time, I’m guessing. However, she had no interest whatsoever in learning how to read. And when Story has no interest, her mind goes everywhere else. I just knew I was going to be the only editor in the world with an illiterate child. (more…)