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Summer Really Does Come

We had a long winter. Almost two feet of snow fell on Mother’s Day. And even after we bade farewell to the last snowflake, there was a coolness that just didn’t leave. Until last week. The sun finally decided to bake the region and we’ve been faced with 80s and 90s.

…And my rose finally bloomed.

Looking at it, you would never guess that icy fingers gripped it in May. Newly planted, I wasn’t sure it would pull through. I didn’t think it would bloom it’s first year. But it did, and it is gorgeous!

I just had to share it’s beauty with you all! Truly sometimes the best things are born out of the hard, cold times.

Wollerton Old Hall Rose




When The Coffee Is Gone…

Okay, I lied. ๐Ÿ˜‰ Maybe this blog is about coffee after all. Or it is today. You know, some mornings are tough. The challenges and piles hit the moment your feet touch the floor. You stand there, fuzzy hair, blotchy face, trying to pull yourself together. You pull yourself into the kitchen. And the coffee can is empty.

That sinking feeling. That ‘forget it, I’m just going back to bed’. That’s me. Today. I have dreams of going far, of being an amazing woman. But I’m really just a cowardly girl with a caffeine crutch (a warm, fuzzy crutch?)

The hard truth, for dreamers like me, is that life isn’t always warm and fuzzy. It really isn’t. Sometimes it’s hard work. Sometimes it’s trying again after you mess things up. Sometimes it’s simply trying something new.

But if I want to really achieve those dreams, and be all I can truly be, I know I must continue to believe.

Even when the coffee is gone.

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Little Things

Life is made up of the big and the small. The life changing and the insignificant. Hallmark moments and others so fleeting no camera is even there to capture them. A world trip and a quiet evening on the back porch. Dreams and memories.


This has been a week of little things. Nothing grand or glorious. But those moments that capture your heart and fill in a little crack here, and little crease there.


As I was pondering over this last week, I realized something. Dreams are built big. Limitless, they challenge us onward. But memories are made up of the little things. It isn’t the huge beach house or the exotic meals that make memories stay on. It’s the smiles shared, the moments walking hand in hand with those you love, that build memories you will cherish forever. They may sit in the back of your mind for a time, but when you take them out and dust them off, it’s the ‘little things’ you remember.


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Toddlers: Four Common Misconceptions

We’ve all been there. Counting down the days till the first steps, the first words. Babies are so FUN to watch develop. And then they become toddlers. Here are a few things you may have heard…

1. “It’s ok, they take all your time now, but when they get older they will be able to entertain themselves.” Yep. They sure will. This isn’t as much a misconception as it is extremely misleading. True, they may not burst into tears when you put them down to load the washing machine. But chances are you will return to the kitchen to find they were filling a cereal bowl with strawberry syrup (and by filling, I mean there is almost as much on the table as in the bowl). Or they may be in the tub smeared head to toe in your shaving cream. (Both true stories).

2. “Once they start talking, they won’t scream so much because they will be able to communicate and won’t get frustrated.” Alright, this one may hold some truth. There is frustration for some, I’m sure, in not being able to get their thoughts out. My older two were very early talkers, and my baby (almost two now, and still just speaks in abrupt, broken phrases) is a very effective communicator. But most frustration in a toddler doesn’t stem from communication as much as from mom forgetting which cup belongs to which kid (according to their codes and standards) or forgetting to wash a special blanket. No toddler, speaking or otherwise, has the initial response ‘Mommy, you handed me the wrong glass, can I trade with my sister?’ Nope. When frustrated, toddlers scream first, talk later. (If you have a two year old who has this one down, I’d love to hear how you managed it!!). You really have to wait till they’re about four to see the light at the tunnel’s end on this one.

3.“It gets better when you have older ones, they help watch the younger ones.” Ok, ok… my oldest is not yet 5 so I may be calling this one early, though growing up, most of us weren’t the best help to my mom in this either. They see the baby getting into something and SOMEHOW assume mom knows and decided it was ok. Below is a classic example, fresh from this week:

Mommy: Where’s Keira?

Lilias: Upstairs.

Monika: She’s got the jam. (slightly more helpful, I know.)

Mommy: Agg!! Runs upstairs and finds Keira on the stairs, smearing the carpet as she tries to scoop it from the jar to her mouth with a table knife…

Yep, you have to teach them to tattleย (who knew?), and then HOW to tell without tattling… but that comes later. ๐Ÿ™‚

4. “It all goes by so fast!” Let’s be honest, who says this? It’s completely retrospective. Sweet and nostalgic. Never spoken by anyone in the middle of the train-wreck of toddler-hood, full of potty-training and tantrums. For us, it’s one crazy day after another, and most days you drop dead exhausted into bed. You often wonder if they are getting it at all, or if all the training and tears is going no where. But eventually they DO learn to eat without a follow-up bath, the messes and disasters get fewer and farther between, and you learn to forget the tornado after it passes and focus on their cute little faces.

I’m not sugar coating it, toddlers are tough. But I wouldn’t trade mine for the world! These little ones are my life, and while people may sometimes paint a mirage to give you false hope prematurely, there really is nothing like being a mommy. And even if your best white skirt has peanut butter fingerprints and strawberry drizzles on it, there is NOTHING you will find that fills the heart like a little impish mouth lisping “I love you.” Or as my Keira says, simply “too”.


And in a few years when the toddler days are behind me, I’m sure I’ll have sugary sweet things to say about this phase of life too, but today isn’t that day.

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Hello World!

Welcome to my work in progress, fresh off the press blog!

Contrary to first impressions, this isn’t a blog about coffee, fancy or plain. It’s a blog about- me. Because I love my life, and each day that is filled with peanut butter hugs and chocolate kisses. I look for the good around me, and find myself continually inspired by each small expression of love. And I’m kind of addicted to the coffee part. Especially when it’s sweet. And pretty. And… yeah, I said I was addicted, right?

So this isn’t exactly a ‘Mommy Blog’ or a ‘Preschool Blog’ or a ‘Arts and Crafts Blog’… it’s an everything all thrown together blog- because that’s my life. I’m a stay-at-home mom, with three preschool/toddler girls, who both keep me on my toes and inspire me daily. I intend to use this space to share my life, with you. The funny, because we all enjoy a good laugh now and then, the crafty, because it’s great to see what our fellow mommy’s are up to, and the heartfelt, because we all need hugs and nods to remember that we are not alone, and life really is beautiful no matter how crazy the surface may be. ๐Ÿ™‚

“Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart.” -Winnie the Pooh

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