“Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, “Do it again”; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough…
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Happy, Healthy, Odor Free // with Fresh Wave
Do you want to know a secret? Sometimes our house smells terrible! It’s the worst. It’s so embarrassing. We have to constantly stay on top of it. We can’t really figure it out. We’ve lived here for seven years and it’s always been an issue.…
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The Sunflower Maze
Over the weekend, we took a trip to one of the sunflower farms in our area. A lot of people don’t realize just what a beautiful state New Jersey is. There is so much to see & do here, especially in Northern New Jersey where…
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life lately // late summer {heart-spill}
It’s been awhile since I “checked in” here on the blog. I’m always writing about the house, the garden, the babies — and I don’t often stop to update about me. Sure, all of those things are parts of me, but as a blog reader…
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Children & Psychology // A Chance to Contribute
I couldn’t count how many times I’ve witnessed full-blown toddler meltdowns in public places. We’ve all seen one at one time or another, haven’t we? A toddler, or a child, doesn’t get his way — fueled by exhaustion, hunger, sheer frustration, who knows what —…
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in the garden // mid-august
This past month, the garden has provided us with bounty after bounty. We’ve spent hours in the sun caring and tending. We’ve spent beautiful evenings gathering & harvesting. We eat dinner from the garden at least five days each week and many lunches, too. On…
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Magic is something you make.
“Keep your best wishes close to your heart and watch what happens.” I’ve started taking long walks with my sweet babies again. It’s something that I didn’t do often after Marina was born. Recently, though, she’s been doing much better in the stroller. I forgot…
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My Very Own Fairy Tale // a gift for Marina Grace
Some of my favorite childhood memories are of reading. In particular, I remember spending hours & hours reading on the little day bed at my grandmother’s house one summer. That summer I started devouring chapter books. I found myself completely immersed in worlds of adventure…