On Saturday, I finally went back to yoga after skipping for almost a month. I am still sore and that was 3 days ago.… Continue Reading
On Saturday, I finally went back to yoga after skipping for almost a month. I am still sore and that was 3 days ago.… Continue Reading
So, I’ve been wanting to have another baby. Even though the hubs and I have taken fairly permanent measures to prevent this, I can’t watch TV anymore because they are always showing cute, chubby-cheeked, snuggly babies on it. Maybe I should watch more of the Spike network. Pretty sure the only babes they show are of the scantily-clad, buxom, 17-24 variety. … Continue Reading
Gryphon immediately began to wail the moment his hands touched the snow. I guess he hadn’t been prepared for its cold sting on his soft baby skin. My dad and I couldn’t help but laugh at this as I brushed the snow dust off of Gryphy’s icy little hands and slipped a pair of socks, the makeshift mittens I’d brought, onto them. As you can see from the photos, we don’t own much gear to properly outfit us for snowy environments.… Continue Reading
I believe that the sweet precious little angels would not want any of us to be sad for too long. They wouldn’t want to let whatever form of mental illness that the person (I can’t bring myself to call him a man, and person is a stretch, too- idiot, maybe?) who took their lives was going through to sicken our spirits this holiday season. I am not saying to forget about these sweet babies. We can honor, respect and cherish them as our own children. The purest of souls would want for us to enjoy this holiday with empathy, gratitude, love and light.… Continue Reading
I tried to quickly explain that she should essentially be patient and understanding with her Ga-Ga, as truly, he means well and knows not what he does. However, I was also literally in the heated midst of bringing the entire Thanksgiving food orchestra to its crescendo; I felt I couldn’t take a time out to soothe her wounded psyche. Looking back, maybe I should have done so anyway. Would it have really mattered if the stuffing was burned or the potatoes were cold? I did feel badly for her although I didn’t entirely grasp the intensity with which she was feeling this emotional bruise. Fortunately, her dad took her aside and counseled her gently, helping her to breathe through the moment and to calm down. Somehow his kind spirit brought her back to a happy place. I see that as nothing less than a miracle. She seemed to have a great time for the rest of the day.… Continue Reading
I find myself getting teary-eyed and lump-throated. I want to go back to then, to a couple of months and a couple of weeks ago. When the promise of summer spread out before us like a luminous tapestry floating in the breeze, its edges disappearing into the fog that rolled in gently off the water, giving the illusion of timeless, eternal freedom.… Continue Reading
A dear friend recently brought over one of those green bottled beverages that resemble pond scum. Once I got past the way it looked, I discovered that I loved it. I wanted to marry it. But since I am already married, I at least wanted to have it in my life on a regular basis.… Continue Reading
Sickness creeps in to tell me, hey, take it easy. But does anyone do that? I think so many of us parents feel this way. How in the world do we keep up with all the demands placed upon us?… Continue Reading
Hello, I have a quick question for you about your site. If you could please get back to me at your earliest convenience I would greatly appreciate it. Have a great day!
Thanks,
Dan Gilbert
Communications Coordinator
Primrose Schools
You are all so beautiful I love all these photos of Your family You should make the top one of You Your cover photo You look soooo beutiful My lisa .DidYou all have a great New Years?I did Love You all