If you're reading this, you're catching me in the midst of some changes.  I mean, I know the pro bloggers do this without showing th...

There's something about going to Walmart that's inspiring.  Usually I'm inspired to never go back. This time though, I stum...

With the recent celebration of Mother's day here in the U.S., I've been reflecting a lot on my catapult into motherhood.  It's ...

I've taken such a break from blogging regularly over the last two years that it seems silly to say that I'm taking a break from cra...

I was recently asked by a lady from church "So, do you sew clothing very often for your girls?" In an ideal world, my answer wo...

(Note: I've had this post drafted in part for a few weeks, and after reading Maybe Matilda's post today , I got off my big rumpus an...

I totally love my memories, but I've never been the best memory keeper.  A glaring reminder of my failures is two small jars of sand tha...