Happy Cori

[...] Sunday stuff went down. Church (we left early- an anxiety girl win!). Visited with Grandma Nola who lives downstairs. Wore pajamas from lunch on. Watched Frozen for the 37th time. But [...]

[...] ice cream from Trader Joes. So, I suppose it wasn’t all terrible, even if they had a grumpy mom for most of the day. [...]

[...] and some times I give up half way through the scrubbing. The jury is still out on whether washable markers or face paint is easier to clean off of skin. Thank goodness for microfiber washcloths.  [...]

[...] to stay in the lines. Oh no. Ashton follows his own artistic rules. Coloring books and recycle bin paper will not do. He is his own medium. Oh, the stories I could tell. Some days I [...]

[...] like a weed and is full of fun. She and her bestie spend one afternoon a week practicing a jump rope routine for the school jump rope show. Every day she seems to have more confidence and another [...]

[...] his name several times. His eyes slowly and reluctantly opened but instead of the endearing gentle kindness I usually saw in them, there was an empty exhaustion. What followed was a heart [...]

[...] 33. It was a fairly unremarkable day as far as birthday celebrations go. The normal Sunday stuff went down. Church (we left early- an anxiety girl win!). Visited with Grandma [...]

[...] ;s our home for now and I’m grateful for the learning that takes place here. We had several tall pine and ash trees needed to come down. Carter spent the entire week hauling long branches, logs, [...]

[...] ropes to help trees land where they needed to fall. Other trees were trimmed and our large gardens spaces was cleaned up for this years planting. The work crew was composed of one patient uncle [...]

[...] as birthday celebrations go. The normal Sunday stuff went down. Church (we left early- an anxiety girl win!). Visited with Grandma Nola who lives downstairs. Wore pajamas from lunch on. Watched [...]