i want to see your face

You know how when you comment on a Blogger blog and your cute little photo pops up next to it? And then when you go to another type of blog it doesn’t show up? Instead, you get this shadowy fellow: Or, just for kicks, let’s take my blog. You leave your...

pink chats

Nothing says spring more than this pink fluffy tree in our yard. It is my favorite thing about today. Makes me want to stop and chat at the sky. I’m trying to ignore how terribly the blue sky clashes with my header. Kindly do the same. Then tell me…what is...

fuzzy-ish

Ish is the best word I can think of to describe the days I’m in. Lots of things started, but nothing finished. Fitting that -ish isn’t even a finished word. I need to find the Fin for my Ish. Its as if I’m perpetually preparing for a yard sale that...

the same until it’s different

As we sat at lunch, I noticed that my girls were the oldest ones in the playplace. Their fruit and nuggets sat untouched as they watched with me, the unruly three-year-olds running wild on red and blue plastic and climbing on foam-wrapped columns. They were short, all...