Listen. Donuts are Life. I don't think I could have much more love for a singlular food item than I do for donuts. I do not discriminate. Yeasty, cakey, baked, filled, fried, coated, topped, "prinkled" (as Molly says), frosted or powdered. I. Do. Not. Care. Bring them to me and you best bring more than one. Who even orders ONE DONUT? So when the Apocalypse of 2020 descended upon us and it was clear this crew was quarantined for the long haul, we came up with a splendid plan. And like all ... View the Post
Both of our birthdays land on the 13th. So after dating for 5 months when we were looking at October wedding dates and there was a Saturday the 13th, it seemed like no other date could possibly be better. 13 is our jam. We do Valentines on the 13th, celebrate our 13 birthdays and don't mind one tiny bit when our anniversary lands on Friday the 13th. Four months out of the year, I circle star and heart 13's on the calendar. Our kids, couldn't get with the program and were NOT born on 13's but ... View the Post
Do You Still Talk To Her Mom?
Molly's favorite song is Over the Rainbow. I know. It's almost too perfect, our Kansas girl sings it like a champ and with reckless abandon. When Molly does particularly adorable or funny things, like most moms, I text it to grandmas and aunts/uncles so they can give the appropriate amount of heart emojis and LOL's. Sometimes, unlike a lot of other moms, I also text the video or picture to Molly's birthmom. It's not something I inwardly debate, it's automatic. 5 years ago that would've ... View the Post
Along Came Molly. Part 3.
He had no idea why we were going to Kansas. 9 months earlier we had told Tucker he was getting a baby sister. He squealed. My heart leapt. He was so excited and felt strongly that his new baby sister should be named Parker. We told him we'd take it under consideration. And so the baby prep for all of us began-his little 4 year old heart included. We let him tell each of our family members-his opening line was, "So you know how I've been praying for a baby for EVER? Well... We're getting ... View the Post
Along Came Molly. Part 1
January. We let it sink in. The decision we'd just made. The words we'd just spoken had been thrown about in our own heads, wrestled to exhaustion more and more often over the last year. But they'd never been uttered aloud with any finality. That they were finally pulled forth from our heads and tumbled out audibly- with intention-was a sign that it was time for the conversation. "I'm ready to think about when we should stop." "It's probably time. It shouldn't be this ridiculously hard. ... View the Post
Stuff and Junk.
Hey Hey Hey. Where is the person who used to throw words in this white space? And what happened to her blog? Dearies-it's been a while. Life, man, life. I started typing in this space when we brought our blue eyed kid home from the hospital-having no idea what Life After the NICU would look like. I filled up the blog with antics, pontifications on rookie parenting and lots of stories and interpretation of my perspective about the first years of raising our former 24 weeker preemie. For me-it ... View the Post
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