In your first ten years, you’ve taught me so much – perhaps more than I taught you.
It’s the final year of decade of parenthood, and I can’t believe we’re there now.
As I officially embrace being a “thirty-something”, my (not so)little boy will have his final single-digit birthday in just a few weeks.
I used to have the coolest shoe collection. Oh, how the things they change.
The simple truth is this: F is growing up faster than I want to admit.
Every time I walk between my parents’ home and my Nanny’s home I am struck by the changelessness of their place. It’s a journey I’ve made hundreds of thousands of times in my life – down the little hill to Nanny and Papa’s. The miles I put on my legs and bicycles and imagination over… Continue reading changeless
The best part of the weekend is the knowledge that each day belongs entirely to us. During the week, our mornings are so hurried. Get up! Breakfast! Where’s your other sock? GET YOUR SNOWPANTS ON WE’RE LAAAAAAATE. It’s true of most households, I’m sure, but it’s exhausting. During the week, our evenings are so short. Homework! Dinner!… Continue reading snuggling on saturday