To Be Home
Pulling into the driveway, our car bumbles over the big dip near the road, careening to the right. As I help my kiddies into the house, they know to step…
Pulling into the driveway, our car bumbles over the big dip near the road, careening to the right. As I help my kiddies into the house, they know to step…
“Mom, I made a big mess!” my daughter exclaimed with a mixture of pride and excitement, eyebrows arched, eyes wide. Shuddering in anticipation of what I was about to see,…
“I want to share with you, Mom,” my daughter declares as I plop a plate of apples and peanut butter in front of her while half turned on my way…
It was the sweetest little wooden Noah’s ark set that I snagged for a few bucks at a thrift sale. I couldn’t wait to bring it home, give it a…
Thump! The laundry basket hits the ground with a thud, and I take a seat next to it, preparing to fold. My daughter peers in and pulls out a facecloth,…
Mud-streaked snow covers the ground in patches and the sky settles like a grey blanket over the rooftops. Cheery twinkle lights on evergreen trees have become dull brown branches against a…
Last year before Christmas, the time came for my family to pick out a tree. It was my daughter’s first Christmas, and I was giddily excited to show her the…
A few months after my daughter was born, I remember turning to my husband one autumn evening and saying, “You know, I’m just realizing that this is the first year…
Article originally posted on La Petite Fleur Magazine https://lapetitefleurmag.com/articles/ Have you ever entered someone else’s home only to marvel in amazement at the warmth, style and character that seems to…
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