Alternate Title: There is none. It’s just as bad and sad and miserable as it looks. So, it wasn’t a strain. He’s got a toddler tibia fracture. That means three weeks of lugging his cute self around. Hold me.
Both of my grandmothers died within 2 weeks of each other. It was the same year Lydia was born, we quit our job, put our house up for sale, moved back home and my dad had surgery for a cancerous tumor. So, even though their deaths would have been significant at any time—the timing made [...]
I’m not usually chomping at the bits to clean up any mess. But sometimes there are messes you don’t want to clean up because well, they aren’t JUST messes. So, here’s my TOP TEN MESSES I DON’T WANNA CLEAN UP… 1. Asa’s box o’Cars books. He packs all the mini books into it, stands up [...]
Do you remember in my I Want To Be Wilder intro I told you, “I can see day by day and week by week that I’m feeling new ‘hard things’ come into my life. I’m sensing the ability and desire to do things that from my previous mindset would be WILD.” I had no idea [...]
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my asa Monday night we took Lydia to Chick-fil-a as a way to honor her courage during the fireworks the night before. You might remember that Lydia is ridiculously freaked by loud noises–fireworks, thunder, etc. We were dreading the fireworks on the 4th and Lydia was so brave. She stayed in her bed calmly, she [...]