Tale as Old as Time

I've said this before, but it always surprises me how my teaching moments for Ryan turn into teaching moments for me. This particular le...

During the Christmas season, when I have yuletide music playing just about every minute of the day, I always laugh when the song, "My F...

There's no doubt about it, I'm the mommy of a little boy. Despite my 100% feminine nature, having a son has toughened me up just eno...

This week was not the greatest. I guess it's just the little things. Ryan was sick for a few days, I messed up a crochet project and...

Ok, now that I've written about the miscarriage and can process my thoughts better, I believe some updates are in order. About 36 ...

I haven't written since the move not because I don't have updates to give, but because every time I sit down to write there's on...

Dear Provo, On Wednesday morning we will lock our door, hand the keys to our landlord, buckle ourselves into our U-Haul and leave your bou...