Because you are a two year-old, your legs and arms and milky kisses still stick out like parentheses from your frog-like middle.  You count things and sing Twinkle, Twinkle, over and over.  You know the moon.  You are an entire body that says No.
You are short.
Because you are a two year-old, you dance.  Here’s how [...]

Sisters — we are generous.  We place our arms around the shoulders of each other.  At every opportunity, we nuzzle down into each other’s neck and pull our scents into our respective hearts.  We’re meant to be wild with our emotions and soft with our judgments.  We were designed to be necklaces about one another.
Each [...]

The days are short and the shopping list is long. But thanks to a dear and lovely friend for pointing me to this, I pass along the acapella musings of Straight No Chaser as today’s smile-inducing offering, thus relieving me from actually writing anything meaningful … or of any length whatsoever.
Enjoy!

For years, it’s been tradition at our Christmas table to set one empty place setting.  It started when the children were little and we wanted to find a visible way to express that the day signified more than a red-suited Santa and a bazillion presents and a plate of cookies left out on Christmas Eve, [...]

I don’t know when we added the  “Miss” onto Scarlett’s name.  It just seemed fitting and, when once used, it stuck forever.  Miss Scarlett.  She’s always been a beauty, so perhaps that’s why adding the distinction of her station seemed only proper.
Miss Scarlett.
Except she’s not at all prissy or all girly-girly like the kind of [...]

Let’s not think about it yet … that coming New Year when we’re obligated to make resolutions based on what we’ve learned from the previous year.  Let’s instead sip another Caramel Macchiato Latte thingy that fusses with our blood sugar and our already trembly fingers and our thumpy, thumpy heart.
Let’s have another cookie!
But then, that’s [...]

These high-schoolers say it all.
Happy Weekend, Bloggybirderderers

It’s quiet now.  Everything that has defined this day with its bumping and laughing and chattering and squeaking seems to have settled for the night.  This is the time – just before sleep takes over – when I think about the day and how I’m either disappointed with its outcome or satisfied all the way [...]