Do you love me when...

H to M: Do you love me when I'm not a good listener?

Can I have some money?

H: Can I have some money?
M: What are you going to do with it?
H: Read it.

Dirt between her fingers

Nothing really prepares you for those transcendent parent moments--like when Hope grabs my hand to go find Daddy during hide and seek and I catch a glimpse of the preschool dirt between her fingers. In that moment, the dirt itself seems sacred to me. How much longer will she play so honestly and remain totally oblivious to how she looks on the outside? #theygrowupsofast #treasurethesmallthings On October 15, 2015 at 08:14PM

"I'm in my nest!"

This day was bound to come

But so soon?

H: Mommy, I want my own phone.

Hope in a new house

"Can we take my toys?"

"Can I play in the living room all day long?"

"Where's my washcloth?"

"But we can't bring my bed because it's too heavy."

"We need a couch in here. For all of us!"

More Responsibility

Our impending move is stressing me out, so I'm choosing gratitude instead. I'm grateful for my folks for providing such a comfortable sanctuary for us Papal refugees the past few days. For a safe and quiet ride back to Philadelphia this morning (Elliot slept almost the whole way). For Hope stepping up and taking on more and more responsibility around the house and just generally being a great kid. For an amazing employer who allowed me to take an extended maternity leave to help get my family settled in our new house. For a father-in-law who arrives Thursday to help us paint aforementioned house. #oneluckymama #bigchangesarecoming #ittakesavillage #nuggetunited On September 28, 2015 at 01:10PM