Laura Parker

Denial

As I begin to trudge through the hard goodbyes,  the loss of this place I’ve called home for nearly five years, the closing of this chapter of our lives, I sometimes feel like I’d rather just bury my head in the sand . . . or snow.  (I promise, they were doing this on their own yesterday [...]

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Icecream Sandwiches

My four-year-old son was tasked with the job of fixing a snack for us girls for our daily storytime.  Reading is one of the major foundations of our homeschooling day, and our kids typically need ”special snacks” in order to stretch out the event longer.   Last week, Cade was proudly excited to deliver us his newest [...]

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In Honor of the Olympics

Ava shows her American Team Spirit . . . SHARE Recommend on Facebook Share with Stumblers Tweet about it Subscribe to the comments on this post Tell a friend

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Catastrophe on the Escalator

(click to enlarge) Highlights of our expedition to the fancy-shmancy Broadmoor Hotel to gawk at the gingerbread houses and Christmas decorations . . . 1.  Having Ava and Cade get soaked at the Wishing Pool Fountain in one of the lounges (See picture above.  And, yes, that is our two-year-old’s entire arm submerged in the water as [...]

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Mac-and-Cheese Throwdown

I loathe grocery shopping–especially with three small children.  If I were rich, I would hire somebody else to do it.  If I were smart, I would leave the kids at home and go alone, but since I am neither, I continue to endure the self-inflicted torture weekly.    Case in Point.  Last week as we were [...]

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From Soup to Pie

(I started this the week before Matt left and brought it out to finish this afternoon.) The Soup.  All I wanted was to make soup.  Harvest soup.  A unique, healthy recipe I attempt only once a year.  And in the brief snatches of time between meetings, Matt took the kids outside to play so I could [...]

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