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The Day My Children Became Engineers
The new trampoline arrived early. Not just any trampoline a pink one, because apparently we’ve fully committed to the pink aesthetic in this house. Pink bedroom. Pink playhouse. At this rate I’m waiting for Kris to roll up in a pink truck and announce he’s finally embracing his destiny. The old trampoline had earned its…
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The Vegans Tried to Kill Me
Before anyone gets upset, let me clarify something. I was vegan. Voluntarily. For almost two years. Nobody forced me. Nobody threatened me. There wasn’t a hostage situation involving kale. I chose this of my own free will, with my whole chest, like a confident adult who had absolutely done her research. I had not done…
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Why Nobody Should Trust Me With Water
I own a sprinkler company. That sentence is the entire joke, honestly. You can stop reading here if you want. I’ll understand. No okay, here’s the full story, even though it’s embarrassing and I’m still not fully over it. Our company designs irrigation systems. We repair them, troubleshoot them, program them. I have personally sat…
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A Dads Life
Tonight, while I was feeding reptiles and minding my own business, Kris came charging into the room like he’d just discovered a body. “The rabbits aren’t both males.” I looked up. One rabbit was chasing the other. There had apparently been sniffing. And, according to my husband, there had definitely been humping. My day was…
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Cross Your Legs and Pray
I used to think older women were dramatic. Respectfully… I owe several women an apology basket and possibly an edible arrangement. Because at 21, after two kids, I was 106 pounds fueled almost entirely by caffeine, gas station burritos, emotional instability, and audacity. I had abs. Not intentional abs. Not “I wake up at 5…
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Mommy Magic
Today feels a little bigger than “new book release” day. Because Mommy Magic isn’t just another story. It’s the closing page of a season. A tiny lion costume turned into years of adventures, bedtime stories, chaos, imagination, and memories I didn’t realize we were actively making while we lived them. What started as Harper wearing…
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Hot Sauce in My Coffee and Other Signs It Was Saturday
I woke up tired. Not “slept weird” tired. Stayed up too late working on the book and hunting for the perfect theater wall décor tired. Yes, I’m remodeling again. No, I haven’t learned from the last two rooms. Please don’t judge me, love. We’re iced in until Tuesday. It’s Saturday morning. The entire family is home.…
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Packing Away What Still Holds Her
This week we took down Christmas. That sentence sounds simple. It isn’t. We’re the house with fourteen trees. Every room has a theme. Every corner holds a decision someone once said yes to. It’s joyful chaos while it’s up and a marathon when it comes down. But the part I always linger over is the…
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The Year I Lost a Lot and Found Myself Anyway
f This is my last Tuesday post of the year, and it’s longer than usual. Not because I couldn’t edit myself. Because some years don’t deserve to be wrapped up neatly. Loss Came First This year took things from me. It took my Nanny, the woman who loved me before I knew how to love myself.…
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The Things We Forget (On Purpose)
Yesterday I read The Sleigh That Took My Sister at Barnes & Noble, signed books, hugged babies, smiled till my cheeks hurt… and then immediately came home and started decorating for Christmas like the North Pole had sent me a personal email saying I was behind. Now it’s 4:30 a.m., and I’m awake again, trying to get…
Crumbs and Chaos 