“It sure is, baby. We just have some work to do,” I assured Evan.
Last Thursday, I happened to leave my husband a note. A to-do list. At the end was a reward if he happened to get the tree up and decorated. I’ll give him that the tree was up and decorated, but Evan was kind of right.keep reading
Disclosure: I received a copy of The Sparkle Box in exchange for an honest review. All opinions, as always, are 100% my own.
It’s the week before Thanksgiving, and my family is already hard at work on holiday traditions of giving. Our tree will not be up for a few days, weeks maybe. Our hearts are ready to give to various toy drives, food drives, and more. This year, we’re starting a new tradition thanks to Jill Hardie’s The Sparkle Box. keep reading
On Sunday, the kids and I went to the Pumpkin Patch. I had grand dreams of a Pinterest-worthy post; however, my camera, cold hands, and still feeling under the weather had other plans.
The kids, however, enjoyed themselves regardless.
And at the end, they picked out pumpkins to turn into Jack O’Lanterns. Arianna taught me that we’re raising her right. The pumpkins she (they) picked were not by any means pretty, but in her eyes, they were. Spots, ground markings, and all, she loved them lots.keep reading
As Halloween approaches, we are cautious with Evan. He’s very afraid of anything mildly spooky, including the neighbor’s (fake) spider web which he helped hang last week.
There are certain stores he won’t even go in, because he’s seen something spooky there. When he does encounter something spooky, he claws at Mama, burying his head. (I really learned my lesson the day I took him in the costume store at the mall to show him the Jake costume and he caused quite the scene.)keep reading
At our family Memorial Day, my mom told us about an encounter she had with Arianna earlier in the day. It is a precious reminder of how our lives are twined with generations before and a precious Memorial Day memory. Today, the ‘lil Burghers thank all of the Veterans for their service and remember those whose lives were lost for our country. keep reading
Repeating a year in Pre-3 means that Arianna got to make herself another Leprechaun Trap in school. (Translated, Mama gets to use some creativity if she allows the time and Arianna watches with glee, assisting on few tasks.)
I realized too late that I had thrown out last year’s version (saving anything salvageable) and that we had to start fresh. No worries, we still had her Valentine’s box at hand and plenty of green tissue paper. Arianna gave her idea for vision–no ladder this year, a tunnel to crawl through that was covered in vines. Good thing I save paper towel rolls!keep reading
My parents always reminded me that God works in mysterious ways. They sure were right.
When we took toys to Stuff a Bus in November, we stopped at the Steelers Store first. I found a cute plastic dinosaur that I just knew was going to make some ‘lil kids’ Christmas. See it down there in the bottom left?keep reading
If you follow along over on my personal Twitter, you’d know that I was just a little bit beyond irritated last Wednesday evening. The time was set for me to have some ME TIME. I decided that returning one non-working toy would be a simple fix, so I headed to Monroeville to exchange a toy bought on line.keep reading
On Christmas Eve, Arianna told me that “If you don’t have a chimney, Santa has a key that he uses to get into your house”. I had no idea what she was talking about, because we have a chimney. I just smiled and nodded, like you often have to with her.keep reading