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Let Them Be Little

A random thought popped to mind when Mads and I were driving to school, listening to the Disney station on Pandora for the million and tenth time, which is carefully curated to include Tangled, Frozen, The Little Mermaid and Beauty and the Beast. {I guess the girl has a few favorites…} New music was recently added to the station {YES!!} and the classic Adventures of Winnie the Pooh song came on unexpectedly. Mads immediately identified the theme. And then after...

Let’s Bake | Chocolate Chip Scones

If you follow me on Instagram, you know that I recently received a new kitchen gadget: pastry cutter. Call me silly, but I love acquiring new kitchen gadgets, especially if it means that it makes it more fun to bake some of my favorite recipes. And the new pastry cutter was only in my possession for about 1 hour before I busted out the trusty scone recipe. The chilly temps made the decision to turn on the oven and get...

2015 | “The Word”

I’m doing a little blog slacking. It might be on purpose. {I might have opened this very entry SEVERAL times over the past two weeks to try to work on it…} Sorry, friends. Life beyond this tiny corner of the universe got a little bit bigger, and it needed my undivided attention. But you understand, right? Still friends? Great! So, January is gone with the wind. 2015 is definitely here for another 11 months, and I have some work to...

The Giver // The Gift

“Mom!” “Honey?” “Hey, Ann…” I always answer, “Yes.” And I’m noticing all of my fellow mamas doing the same. All. The. Time. As mothers, I don’t know if we were born this way or if something just clicked inside of us the moment we joined our lives with another person. When I think back, I don’t remember ever having an issue with sharing, always enjoyed making people happy and realized if I could make someone’s day a little brighter, my...

Conversations with Mads // 02

  Mads: <looking at my arms> Mommy, you are not white. Me: What? Mads: You are not white. Me: Well, what am I? Mads: <pointing to the freckles on my arm> You sparkle. So, that basically made my heart explode and tossed away any insecurity I could ever possibly have about being covered head to toe … with sparkles. 🙂 The world through a child’s eyes is the best....