Of cracks and sags and potty dances

So yesterday we made the three-hour long drive down to Pensacola. I, as the only adult, have driven alone with the girls plenty of times. Why have I not found a legal way to sedate them yet? When Reagan was a traveling toddler she would sleep for about two hours at a stretch, which would give meContinue reading “Of cracks and sags and potty dances”

What to do in the mountains

Here’s what I’ve learned to do so far while “resting” in the mountains: (we’re in the north Georgia mountains if I haven’t mentioned that)   (Spring hasn’t quite sprung but the view from our deck is still wonderful) Don’t try to type on your phone while riding in the car. By no means was IContinue reading “What to do in the mountains”

This week’s mandate

We’re always busy. Getting kids up, making breakfast, making them get clean, making them do school, cleaning the house (sometimes), fixing lunch, making and going to appointments, gym, dance, girl scouts, dinner, making sure Ashlyn isn’t sitting on the cats or writing on the walls. Hold on a minute, I need a breath. We’re alwaysContinue reading “This week’s mandate”

A Tale of Two Sisters

God has a great sense of humor and never lets me get too prideful. Case in point: my two daughters are pretty much as different as they could be. The only thing they share is the roof over their heads and their looks. Our love too, of course, but that’s a given. I may have had aContinue reading “A Tale of Two Sisters”

Daddy’s way…

This is what happens when Daddy takes the girls out for a day of running errands: The Girl Scout troop leader talks to him about the book “Your Changing Body” that she got for her little girl. Including the terms “tampons” and “big changes”. The girls drop acorns down their dresses and giggle all whileContinue reading “Daddy’s way…”