My grandma will be ninety years old this next spring and she still lives on her farm in South Georgia, where I have a thousand memories o...

{Sidenote: I wrote this post about a month and a half ago. And then I took a part-time job. So, here I am posting it six weeks later, th...

I heart being a stay-at-home mom, and feel super grateful that the man I married is on board with being the main breadwinner of our h...

It's the end of summer, sort of, at least according to our family schedule. However, here in the Deep South, the weather is stubbornly i...

I need to talk about culottes right now and I'm hoping that doesn't make things weird between us. I'm also hoping that I'm ...

I saw our son for the first time when he was barely the size of a peanut. At twenty weeks an ultrasound revealed that he was, in fact, the b...

My house is quiet. The boy is at Grandma's and the girl is napping and I am eating chocolate chips like it's my job while also ponde...