December 11
Clara likes to hug and kiss her brothers after school. Ian is over it. DPP pics from past years (2006-11 lost to the ether), 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016
Clara likes to hug and kiss her brothers after school. Ian is over it. DPP pics from past years (2006-11 lost to the ether), 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016
We have once again been watching the Great British Baking Show (notice my pic from December 8, 2015), and after school today we decided to have our own contest to determine Star Baker. Would you believe I legit had not just a good time baking with the kids but fun? From 4 pm until almost 7 pm, these […]
There are a couple of stories we like to tell that succinctly explain the difference between Jason and me. This weekend we added another. On Sunday morning, the kids all piled into our (queen-sized) bed. I was practically delirious with happiness; it filled my cup right up. Everyone agreed there’s not really enough room for […]
We all enjoyed our hot chocolate (Italian soda/steamer/apple cider)–Uno date. We probably spent more time picking out drinks than playing Uno (and we had to keep it low-key because there were a lot of people studying), but now that the kids have decided what they’re going to order the next three times, I think we’ll […]
Sweet little buddy watching his older brother and cousins play football on this unseasonably warm Christmas Eve. Maybe next year, Dane.
The boys are working on a gift for their cousin Colton (an outline of a truck that he can make string art on). It’s not totally perfect but because it is made with love.
After Jason endured an icy commute home on treacherous Lincoln roads, he turned right around and embarked on what would prove to be another harrowing journey. He suffered a snake bite and the loss of every member of his party (dysentery, scarlet fever, exhaustion) and several hardworking oxen, but he made it to Oregon after […]
Jason thinks I get a lot of wild hairs (hares? the all-knowing Internet offered only more confusion). Anyway, Jason thinks I tend toward impulsive, crazy pursuits. He may be right, I’ll give him that, but in my defense, he has no idea how many more plots I reject than the relatively few I pursue. So […]
Today I made doll clothes, bone broth, and dinner. Don’t be too impressed. I had help.
It was a read a book, plug in the electric blanket, build a fire in the fireplace kind of day.