But I’m Not Pregnant
I stood in the baby aisle of Target. I was crying. Quiet tears fell down my face. I was alone and feeling reminiscent of pregnancy hormones. But I’m not p...
I stood in the baby aisle of Target. I was crying. Quiet tears fell down my face. I was alone and feeling reminiscent of pregnancy hormones. But I’m not p...
Sometimes we just pick up and go on a little adventure. It’s good for us to get away, be together, and do something new. (Or, in the case of Amy’s I...
I’m pretty sure you can take the teacher out of the classroom, but you can’t actually take the teacher out of her. Classroom management was my thing...
Let’s just roll with a Tuesday Ten–lots of thoughts all in one place. 1. Planning vacations is so much fun. It’s also a little scary–wha...
The older I get and the older my son gets, the more Easter weighs on me. The more I begin to grasp the sacrifice that was made for me to freely receive God̵...
As it goes, we’re in 2015, and blogs full of mom feelings are floating around the ol’ world wide web. What I find most often, though, is that I don&...
I joined in with Katie and Lindsay a couple of weeks ago for their I Couldn’t Live Without… link up. Then I forgot about it last week. Then I was lo...
We spent most of yesterday morning snuggled up in bed playing hide ‘n go seek, building forts, and just being together. My sweet boy is so big. He gets bi...
The final day of our trip was a hodge podge of sorts. Mr. Gray and I skied (eh, snowboarded) while everyone else played at home for the morning. (Have I ...
Sometimes I have an idea and just run with it–even if it’s months before I actually need it. For example, I bought a package of plastic dinosaurs in...