Join me on my journey to raise my daughter to read the word and read the world. Sometimes, when it seems like nothing is going right, we need to take a step back, look around, and count our blessings. Isabelle sits between Sophie and Tiny playing Candyland this morning.

You thought you were being made into a decent little cottage; but He is building a palace. 8220;Just try harder, will those legs to move. She took a fall Friday, another on Saturday and another Sunday night. My graduate students start this Wednesday.

Last summer, I made the decision to disconnect. I logged off Facebook and Instagram for the summer and I did not check my email for ten long weeks. I read only the books I felt like reading and wrote only the things I felt like writing. The result was one of the happiest summers of my lifetime.

I have this obnoxious need to multi-task ALL THE TIME. Judging by my funky dreams, I may even do it while sleeping. Multi-tasking, it turns out, has lead to a healthy habit for me.

I was blessed to have a childhood full of memories growing up. It is always great to come across a scent that brings me back to childhood. There are two main ones which stick out for me, St. Anytime I get the chance to go back there really starts the weekend off on the right note. I am certain the latter of the two scents will be a topic of a slice later this month as we near the best season of the year, track season. Taking the physical aspect of hear.

Saturday morning I got up bright and early. Jetted out about 7, braving the brisk March winds to check in as a volunteer for a local charity run. Bundled and layered, I pulled away from my house and began rollin down the street. What was said from couch to Bed.

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There is something about trekking and climbing mountains that I have always had trouble putting into words. It is hard to understand what there is to love about walking day in and day out, going up only to go down and going down only to go back up. Stopping to do the bare minimum to survive. What makes it worth the risk? Because there are plenty of risks. 8220;Pizza in the morning,.

8230;figuring it out on the daily. About This Single Mom So Far. I really want to say that we blinked and somehow here we are again, catapulted a year later into this moment without any solid remembrance of how we got here. Good Night, Good Night, Construction Site. How did I get so lucky that you picked me to share this life with? March 31, 2016.