Life is good.

Don't worry, I'm not sick. But I saw this post this morning and thought it was interesting. I do think that children are an importan...

Along with my post yesterday about fixing up and maintaining (rather than constantly improving) (with the exeption of the backyard which nee...

Bob and I sat down this weekend and pieced out the house, room by room. We made a LONG list. Not of big projects or remodels. Instead, it wa...

I am plumb drunk crazy over these boys.   Oh my James. My happy happy James. He's so actively soaking up the world like a little...

James is a sleeper. And BOY, have we been LUCKY.  During the day, we aren't always as lucky. He loves to sleep, but during the d...

It's incredibly hard to believe this little guy is 11 weeks old. In a mere week and a half, he'll be three months. Where has the ti...

James has it pretty great. Snuggles in the morning. Happiness on the changing table. Ok, sometimes there is some sadness, but we...

We had this dining room table for over three years:  It worked... but it was HUGE. It could easily fit 12 people (5 easily on each benc...

I like to think of myself as tough. I have a picture on my wall at home that says "WE CAN DO HARD THINGS." I thoroughly believe th...

Our little guy is nine weeks old. HOW did that happen? Looking back, May zoomed by. So did much of June. It feels both like we've h...