It occurred to me that I've been knitting so much lately that I should start posting some photos. In fact,...
Read More
Have you ever followed a preschooler on a tricycle? Or gone for a walk, holding the hand of a toddler?
The pace is unbelievably slow. Like, pull-you-hair-out-just-for-the-stimulation slow. I could take three steps backward for every step forward and still outpace my child. I could walk to our destination and back 62 times and my kid would still be in the same spot, staring intently at a snail. Unless the snail was moving too fast for my kid to keep up with.
It’s taken me a long time to really understand that this slow speed is actually a gift.
This blog is about that slow pace of life. I’m not perfect — in fact, many of my posts are about my struggle to live up to my ideal because, well, my failures are often spectacular and hilarious.
Are you trying to live life in the slow lane? Let’s do it together. We’ll figure it out as we go.
For the first time since we moved in, I feel like our house is too small. Except that it's not actually our...
Read More
This post is not vegetarian-friendly. I feel obligated to add that disclaimer because it seems that half of my friends have become...
Read More
Last week, I stumbled across a picture of our kitchen that I took a week before we moved into the house....
Read More
Last week we had another life lesson where River learned important things like "life isn't fair", "misunderstandings happen", and "you just have...
Read More
Our living room has been buried under piles and piles and PILES of clothing all week long. Seriously, it looks...
Read More
Look for My Writing
