Like nomads, but with more stuff

My day started, unfortunately, around 4am when Zoltan had a nightmare. I managed to crawl back into my own bed an hour later. I did get to ...

For many moms, especially in the early days, our identities are tied to the little ones. We all know women whose names we never quite caugh...

Our friends held their son's birthday party at their church this weekend. This led to a conversation with the kids on the car ride home...

I may have mentioned how much I love my mom blogs. One of them, The Happiest Home , ran an online course called Beyond Baby about how to f...

Last year I jumped on the bandwagon. When I hesitated about something, I remembered to "trust". When I wondered about someone...

Well, not like there was an actual incident reminiscent of the "7 year itch", but as of today we have been married 8 years. For a...

This phenomenon has apparently been going on for several years but I'm only hearing of it this year. I'm not exactly au courant in ...

What an auspicious start to my birthday. Piles of dirty dishes and laundry. Squabbling children. The conversation with Alex this morning we...

I am so ready to go home and hold my babies! Before kids, I scoffed when I heard about women who'd never spent a night away from their ...

Dear Alex, You're 5 years old today! It's a big accomplishment, all your years now fill a hand. You're going to start doing...

I never get tired of watching the kids sleep. Note that Zoltan deliberately moved the pillow to be halfway down the bed.

I planned to spend part of Sunday evening writing about our recent trip to Veliky Novgorod. Instead, it was entirely derailed by a phone ca...

It's now the tail end of Mother's Day.  This is how I celebrated it, thanks to the hilarious and fabulous ladies at Rants from Momm...

This Christmukkah Terry and I participated in a form of "direct charity" via a blog I have come to love, Rants from Mommyland (ww...