How Many Chones Are You Wearing?

My little person came sprinting into the bathroom, a place where I have known no privacy for nearly five years, waving a pair of little mermaid underwear at me through the shower door. "Mommy! I want to bring these to school in case I have an accident and need to change!" Now she doesn't normally … Continue reading How Many Chones Are You Wearing?

The Night of the Pumpkin Ricotta Lasagna

Last night I sat on my kitchen floor and cried. My dog stared at me with her soulful eyes, while my daughter pranced around me in her pajamas and tiara, her plastic heels clickety clacking against the tile. Every now and then she stopped to stroke my cheek with her little hand, asking me what we were going … Continue reading The Night of the Pumpkin Ricotta Lasagna

Curry Noodle Soup

Potty talk is driving me bonkers! It seems that some days my sweet child finds nothing funnier than grossing mommy out with random quips about bodily functions, at the most inopportune moments. I used to reference the natural happenings of her little gut with what I thought was more tactful vocabulary, such as "fluffing" or "number two." Oh no. She … Continue reading Curry Noodle Soup

Prayers, Giggles and Nutty Vegetable Noodles

Vacation Bible School is upon us.  While I'm running around with twelve two-year olds, my sweet love is having a blast in the three-year old class.  It's an energetic week filled with singing, dancing, crafts, bible stories and neon t-shirts, and we are loving every minute of it. Teaching two-year olds at VBS, after wrapping … Continue reading Prayers, Giggles and Nutty Vegetable Noodles

Smelly Kisses and Crabby Pasta

I love the way my daughter smells.  From the first moment she was in my arms, I have not been able to inhale enough of her.  I love her sweaty little feet, her morning breath, even her "fluffs!"  Sense of smell is a powerfully binding force between mothers and babies, but I know the days … Continue reading Smelly Kisses and Crabby Pasta

It’s All In The Texture

My daughter's world is made up of textures, some of which she likes and some of which she doesn't.  She loves the way a leaf crinkles up in her hand, but isn't nearly as enthusiastic about grass on her bare feet.  Gravel is fun, but dirt not so much. Squashing a raspberry between her fingers … Continue reading It’s All In The Texture