santa’s dead.

i felt slightly bad for the man at Lowe's that asked Abigail (4 yr old), "what is Santa going to bring you this year?" her reply: "Santa's dead." his mouth dropped open, his knees weakened and he was speechless while tilting his head back and forth between her & i. i think he wished for an explanation, but could not utter a sound. i … [Read more...]


water-coloring. jack & abigail adventures. … [Read more...]

end with lies.

  i am hurt. my flesh is weak. my soul is yearning for truth. wisdom. emptiness seeking fulfillment. brokenness to be repaired. there's a desperate choke feeling... it's deeper than the automatic constriction of the throat. far more deep... it gnaws it's teeth into the soul. it breaks down the tissue of your being. the mind lands on … [Read more...]

20 mom and son DIY ideas

a few days ago i posted a bit about my daughter and her pure joy crafting -- well, my son is the same way! i think it's perhaps they both have been raised around glue, glitter, paper projects, markers, paints & an unlimited supply of creativity (& a wall closet filled with every possible crafting material or tool they could dream … [Read more...]

20 mom and daughter DIY ideas

i have a phenomenal 4 year old daughter. she is brilliant. she is creative. she is intelligent. she loves designing & crafting & creating & making & baking. i love doing simple DIY's with her -- it provides quality focused time together doing what we love!! most of these ideas have been gathered over this past year on my KIDS … [Read more...]

adjusting my sails…

if we are living in His will, we are where we should be. ... so we are planted wholly & deeply in His will and not of our own. i want this. to live solely in His will. because my will is not a good idea. at all. it's been 3 months of living in NY. 9 months separated. years and years of single-parenting the sweetest kids God ever … [Read more...]

NY: country style

fresh picked tomatoes for dinner. thunderstorms full of lightening & tremendous buckets of rain dropping instantly. collecting blackberries for homemade tarts. biting deep into sun ripened cucumbers. wide open roads. line-dried vintage sheets. golden hair shimmering in the sun while determining what shape the clouds hold. playful fun & … [Read more...]


her legs have grown so long. she glows. her words dance at the tip of her tongue. full of stories & questions & commentary. his smile radiates with a small dimple carved out of his left cheek. kissable with each eye catch. he giggles & loves. plays frisbee & kicks a ball with such poignant intelligence & … [Read more...]