Week 1 of summer is down, so it’s time to check in on some of those lofty goals I set. Let’s recap: Goal #1. Relish my children, and dedicate special time to them every day. Success! I took the kids bowling, biking, hiking, and swimming. One day Sam was off playing with an old preschool pal, so I surprised Maggie with a visit to that … Continue reading Big Wild Week
Lately I’ve been dabbling my toes outside my comfort zone a bit, and on all accounts I’m coming up short. It’s got me in a funk, because these shortcomings are making me feel like a lame mother. It started a few weeks ago when we took the kids skiing at Alyeska. I don’t ski, so I deemed myself the photodocumentarian. It was adorable to watch … Continue reading Old Mom, New Tricks
Today we delivered Maggie’s donations to Anchorage’s Bird Treatment and Learning Center. Instead of birthday gifts, Maggie’s classmates brought everything from bleach to toilet paper to help stock the supply cabinet at the Bird TLC. The Bird TLC volunteers and employees were so appreciative that they offered Sam and Maggie a mini tour of their facility. The kids met a crow (yes, a crow… not … Continue reading For the Birds: The Finale!
It’s fun to watch our children develop interests that are completely and uniquely their own. So it goes with our bird-loving daughter, who since the age of two has enjoyed the caw of ravens and the scavenging of magpies. Now that she’s older we drive past a marsh each day, which is alive with seagulls, swans, terns, and geese. At Christmas we gave her a … Continue reading For the Birds: Part I
Last week Clark and I celebrated the big 1-0. Really? Ten years of marriage… that’s it?! What a ripoff! When you date and live with someone for eight years before heading down the aisle, the wedding anniversaries just don’t paint a true picture of your history together. Our history. Hmmmm. Let’s reflect. I’d love to spout out a line or two about pre-kid days, but … Continue reading A Photographic History of Us
“Bloom where you’re planted.” I have no idea who originally came up with this brilliant gem of advice, but I was the parent of a four-year-old the first time I heard it uttered by Teacher Tom at the Anchorage Cooperative Preschool. It’s one of those phrases that has stuck with me ever since. My family and I have just returned from the World Ice Art … Continue reading Blooming Where We’re Transplanted
I’m a little bitter that our annual transition to daylight savings time coincides with spring break this year. If I’m going to have an hour stolen from my life, why can’t it be during a staff meeting at work rather than a precious week when my parents are visiting? Our time with them is so rare that I couldn’t help but feel resentful as I … Continue reading Never Enough Time
Profoundly Ordinary 