The girls and I went for a walk around the Gilbert temple yesterday. We found a whole bank of what I’m pretty sure is pineapple sage (but I’m not 100% sure) on the north side. Margot climbed on her belly up and down the shallow steps, Mila skipped and danced, and I took pictures of flowers. It was sooooo hot… View Post
As you already know, I’ve solicited some help from a few dear friends and bloggers I admire. I sent them each the same questionnaire about marriage, because I wanted to show how different a strong marriage can look from couple to couple. I realized as the replies started coming in, though, that there are quite a few common threads that seem… View Post
I’ve got the crazy brain. Mental health issues. Whatever you want to call it, you already know I’ve got it. I feel like it’s important to talk about, if only so people like me feel a little less alone. If by discussing these things I can make anyone’s burden a little lighter, I am happy to do it, even if… View Post
As you already know, I’ve solicited some help this month from a few dear friends and bloggers I admire. I sent them each the same questionnaire about marriage, because I wanted to show how different a strong marriage can look from couple to couple. I realized as the replies started coming in, though, that there are quite a few common threads… View Post
Amelia: 171 weeks It rained–A LOT–so obviously we need to wear sweatshirts and hoods today. She also put on her flip flops. “So I can splash and play in puddles, Mom.” Obviously. Margot: 73 weeks This one, on the opposite end of the spectrum, is refusing to wear any clothes at all. Which honestly is probably a better idea if… View Post