Brownstone to Bungalow

Holy smokes. I am so tired. I am so so tired. Similar to labor, I think there is a biological need to forget the first weeks of school as a kindergarten teacher. Which is why I am continually amazed by the bone-weary tiredness I feel by day 3. You know it’s bad when your new colleague,…

The dust has settled, sweet readers. Literally, not figuratively. We moved into the new house this weekend and there is a distinct layer of sawdust on almost everything we own. Our kitchen project is not done and so we are sort of half living in a job site which is not as romantic as they…

Today was my last day as a stay at home parent (for now). Tomorrow I head back to work and I am so deeply excited to put on grown-up pants and drink coffee while wearing a bra and not cutting up someone else’s breakfast… but I am so deeply nostalgic and already missing the unstructured…

thought you lost us, didn’t you? well, we’re back! i’m blaming a poor internet connection, a whirlwind tour-de-northeast and life. life. life. life. the world is a mess, Luke has turned 2, we’ve been living out of suitcases and we are coping with all of it by eating so many sweet treats.