One of the best parts of momming is watching the personalities of your children unfurl before your eyes - even when you are shocked by things they pick up outside the home. Recently, I have been particularly taken by how much friends influence them - even at the young ages of 5 and 4. (Not sure what I expected here. To send them to school
Our neighbor behind us likes to put his dog out back. No big deal. Except that the dog is sad out there. So he barks. And barks. Barks. Barks. Barks. Aaaaaand barks. This seems to happen mostly on Friday evenings. You know - after a long week, after we put the kids in bed and just want to sit on the couch, veg, watch t.v.
So, it turns out I should have researched "vegetable plant size" before I willy-nilly shoved a bunch o' veggies in the beds next to my house. But had I done that this blog about broccoli might have been rather boring. Really though, it's still a blog about growing broccoli in Portland, so chances are it's going to be sort of boring - but I hope
My favorite part of our trip to Indian Beach in Ecola State Park was walking around the areas of the beach that were exposed during low tide. I especially loved watching Gavin peeking around and under the rocks, seeing what he could dig up and scream with delight every time he found something. He loves to explore and I love that he loves that.
One of my favorite parts of driving out to the coast is the scenery along the way. There are a number of farms and small businesses along the way before you hit the mountains. Oh, and I love that I have to drive through the mountains to get to the beach. In Philadelphia, the beach and the mountains were two very separate (but fun!) experiences,
I know I really can't complain much about the West Coast heat considering my friends and family back East have been melting in a muggy heat wave - some even doing so without power due to some crazy summer storms. The mugginess is one thing I do not miss. AT ALL. There really is nothing worse than showering, feeling fresh and clean, and then walking
We're going to celebrate with a block party. Ahhhhh. This brings back old school memories of growing up in Philadelphia! (Except my best friends aren't coming over to sit on my fronts steps like we're too cool to live while we secretly check out the guys up the street and hope more of their friends show up. I also will not be wearing a dog
Grace recently asked me this with enough earnest to make you think she's counting the minutes until college football returns: "Mom - are you a Beaver? or a Ducker?"
Uhhhhhhhhh... (I stalled while trying to figure out what was happening.) "What?"
Grace was losing patience and threw her arms out and said - "Do you like the Beavers? or the Ducks? Who is your favorite?"
One of the best parts of moving to the West Coast is that you are much, much closer to Hawaii. This is a big bonus for me this year, since I've had to go two times in six months for work.
During my trip in January, I got to explore Maui ... you know, to test it out and make sure it was a suitable