To my freshly turned four-year-old

To my freshly turned four-year-old

Dear Jackson, I loved you long before you were born. You were the destination I was traveling toward for years. But it took me so long to reach you because I came via back roads, side-streets and muddy ditches. I got bad directions en route to motherhood. And having...

The perfect storm

It was an idyllic Friday – 8 hours of totally kid-free couple time. I should have known that that was just the quiet before the storm; the moment in Jaws where the couple is splashing playfully in the water enjoying a romantic midnight dip oblivious to the gory fate...
A Different Perspective

A Different Perspective

Today I had a root canal. And some vicodin. So, the pace around our place was a little slower than usual. Jackson documented it. I figured if Lindsay Ferrier of Suburban Turmoil and the Blender was brave enough to entrust a camera to her 5-year-old for a day, I could...
A Different Perspective

Paparazzi anyone?

Micah is fearless, free-spirited, curious, and fierce – as long as he is attached at the hip to me! For weeks now I have felt like I have my own personal paparazzo stalking me. When I wake up in the morning, his nose is inches from mine; when I jump into the...