Snow Day: Sprinkles of Grace.

Snow days! As a kid, I loved them. A snow day meant curling up with a cup of hot cocoa, cozy blanket and captivating book. Today I’m thankful for snow days because it means my family is safe at home instead of stuck on the roads. Yet, snow days feel quite different as an adult….

#OneWord365: Choose

We’re almost an entire month into 2019. How?! Where does the time go? Are my New Year’s ducks in a row, with a clear strategy and path to live my best life this year? Uh, no. Far from it. (I don’t have ducks. Or a row. Some days, I feel like I have squirrels, and…

Amateur tattoo artist.

I recently rediscovered this essay I wrote for college English my senior year of high school. It’s even funnier to me now as a mom of two spunky and creative little girls. Enjoy!  When I was three years old, I was mischievous. My favorite book as a child was about a girl who painted herself…

“Uh-oh, mommy. Why are my hands so full?”

As we exited daycare, her strawberry curls bounced through the parking lot. Tiny fingers clenched her latest masterpieces, sheets of endless scribbles and crunchy papers with thick globs of dried paint. She pulled herself into the backseat, grabbed for the movie headphones and dipped into the stash of fruit snacks for the ride home. I…

Be still and know: bedtime matters.

Bedtime. The word alone sends a jolt of anxiety coursing through my veins. Okay, maybe I’m being a little dramatic. But bedtime at our house is a process. The big kid? She’s a dream to put to bed nowadays. (She certainly wasn’t this way when she was three.) But this one? She’s got some spunk…

Mothers and daughters: the full-circle adventure.

Yesterday, my oldest daughter had the day off from school. We decided to take a last-minute road trip to Fargo, spending the day doing some of our favorite things. We started at the mall, making our fingers and toes look fancy at the nail salon. Next, we bopped into Justice and Claire’s for a new…

When life slaps you in the face.

Ever feel like life slaps you across the face when you’re already down? This literally happened to me the other day. You see, my husband broke his wrist playing basketball three weeks ago. Things like car seat buckles (and baths, and dishes, and… life) are pretty hard with one arm pinned up in a cast….

Thoughts on emptying your purse + releasing what weighs down your soul.

Half-eaten ring pop. Broken hair clips. Old wipes that were used for who knows what. My kids give me all kinds of goodies that find a home in the deep, dark crevices of my not-so-regularly emptied purse. I love my moss green Michael Kors Selma. From the outside, that satchel is a beauty—structured leather, strong…

Gardening & parenting: planting seeds, sprinkling love.

We have our first little garden this summer. Maybe it’s my farm roots, maybe it’s my childhood memories of getting a little dirt under my nails, maybe it’s because life moves crazy fast these days—but I sure do love spending a little time out there every day. More than I thought I would. Almost daily,…

8 years, 2 kids: Love looks different.

Love looks different these days. Here we are, eight years into married life (celebrating an anniversary just around the corner!), with two rambunctious kiddos vying for our attention every waking moment. It’s the best, and it’s hard. Gone are the days of ordering takeout and watching Netflix all day. Recently, we had a rare kid-free…