You are more than your bathing suit

My boys officially smell of summer. And to me summer smells like sunscreen. The ritual has begun – the spraying and lathering and rubbing into scalps of sweet smelling SPF 50  on blond hair and pale white bodies. {Sorry, boys, you may have got my blue eyes, but...

A Southern Cross homesickness

I’m raising two boys two and a half years and nearly 8,000 miles away from the country that runs in their veins. The blood red dust of the Karoo, the ostrich, the meerkat, the hadida. Thick accents and thicker maize meal cooked in three legged black pots over...
You know you’re a member of the M.O.B. (mother of boys) when

Of bath towels & burritos

We have these dreamy towels from Bed, Bath and Beyond. They’re the nicest ones we’ve ever owned. Big, fluffy bath sheets. I believe their official color is “linen.” We used them for exactly one year before they went into storage for the next nearly five. One year in...