3 years later...

It's been a long time, blogger! I fell down the rabbit hole of posting to other social media (Facebook, Instagram) and have sadly neglected this little blog of mine. I'm back to show my blog a little TLC, mainly because I feel like there are so many things I want to write to put out there in the universe, and doing so on other social media isn't always very effective or appropriate. So here I go, back at it again.

Since my last post in 2013, I've had 2 more kids, but I bet you knew that already, so I won't get into that whole thing!

But seriously, can we talk Trump? Can we talk Syria? Because this world is spinning a bit out of control right now.

Roller coaster

I don't think the girls are ever going to leave the backyard again ...

Black Friday thoughts

Here are my philosophical thoughts for the morning: we celebrate thanksgiving with gluttony, and follow it with greed on Black Friday. How many deadly sins can Americans fit into one week? It's discouraging. I want to be intentional about teaching my children that we have enough, in fact much much more than we truly need.

Juliet

I'm proud of Juliet. She's made some great strides in her penmanship lately! It's wonderful to watch her grow.

I don't think that explaining the religious component of holidays is working out so well. I told the girls that Christmas is a day to celebrate Jesus' birthday, and now Juliet has been talking all day about planning a surprise birthday party for Jesus and jumping out of the closet to yell "Surprise!" when he walks through the door :)

Fun at the zoo

Yes, Juliet insists on wearing a dress or tutu no matter the occasion, and both insist on their punk sparkly shoes! These girls!!

Making pretend

We've had to go beyond our normal activities this week given how housebound we've been due to illness.

One of the many activities we did today was play pretend that the girls were camping. They were roasting their "marshmallows" and taking inquire seriously- "careful mommy, don't burn yourself on the fire!"...."ooh look, mommy, my marshmallow is turning brown! Yummy!" And so on.

Nice memories of trying to make the most out of

this otherwise rotten week of illness.