Sunday Morning at Summer Camp

My Sundays in the summer used to be much, much different. They didn’t involve getting up at 4:30 to feed babies, or scarfing down a tortilla slathered in peanut butter and bananas in between burping babies and cleaning up poopy diapers. No, they were much, much...

For A Glorious Summer Vacation Visit Brush Ranch

Sometimes it’s kind of cool to come from a family full of hoarders. Sorry dad, it’s true (and also, have you seen our garage…I’m not exactly immune!). When my parents were cleaning stuff out and throwing a few items away before their move to...

A Reflection After 6 Months

The twins were 6 months last week, which is still totally unbelievable to me. It seems like just yesterday I found out I was pregnant, and so, I’d like to take a moment to reflect on the last year or so, and really just the parts when I was pregnant, since you...

Opening Day and Father’s Day

I’m feeling entirely uninspired today, as sleep training the twins is not going well. I feel like we’ve had 3 pretty easy months (as far as sleep goes), and less than a week before Patrick starts residency, the kids decided they do not want to sleep. Day...