The Lump in My Heart Runneth Over

I fully realize this picture is fuzzy but there is something ethereal about & it is very reminiscent of how the weekend felt. The house ...

Why did I teach my girls to spell

Remember the good old days when you could spell any word that you wanted your children NOT to understand. I don't know how many times we...

Things my daughters taught me

I thought this Motherhood gig was all about me shaping, molding, teaching these little , adorable human beings of mine. I knew it would be l...