Everyone Needs A Little Vacation Time

There are some distinct perks to being a single mom. Vacation planning is one of those. I don’t have much experience planning vacations with a significant other. Many of those trips were visits home, which really didn’t take much planning, and aside from the good times visiting family, weren’t filled with much adventure. I do, though, have vivid memories of family vacations as a child and use these as my frame of reference. From that lens, I must conclude that, like putting up Christmas trees, vacations can be easier going it alone, and sweeter with the addition of a good friend. (more…)

“You Don’t Have What It Takes”

In church this morning, the congregation celebrated the graduation of our seniors. Our caring and compassionate pastor stood up in front of us all and addressed the graduates: “You don’t have what it takes.” At first, I thought I heard her wrong. Aren’t we supposed to encourage and celebrate our youth? Tell them how special they are and that they can be anything they want to be?

As she continued and explained her harsh words, I understood them to be encouraging rather than discouraging, true rather than lip service, and wise rather than rude. She is absolutely right.


Cookie Dough Bar

This past weekend, we celebrated Maddie’s second birthday with the Nurture Her Nature family. Even as I type that sentence, I can’t believe that it is true. How did her second birthday come so quickly? Her attitude fully lets me know that she is indeed a two-year-old, but to me, she is still the sweet five-month-old baby pictured in our About Us section. While she is still as sweet as pie, she has also naturally developed two addictions. One, an addiction to adrenaline, was not expected. The other, an addiction to all things sugary, was expected given family history. So for her birthday, we pulled together a collection of sugary things and let the girls make their own custom cookies.  (more…)

The Tale of a Two-Year-Old and Her Grandpa

They say that a special thing happens when a man has a daughter. My dad had two. He would likely describe that special thing as anxiety. Having two daughters of my own now, I understand. Raising girls is challenging, humorous, and full of adventure. My only knowledge of my dad before he had daughters is through stories I hear. Many of those stories involve how his career was started and his passion for tennis. They don’t provide me with a context of how he changed with the addition of his two girls. With the addition of my two girls, however, I was allowed to watch my dad become a grandpa. If something special happens to a man when he has a daughter, then something revitalizing happens when a man becomes a grandpa. (more…)