Last year our family took a trip down south of Tampa to our little spot of heaven, Anna Maria Island. We found a tiny house (2 bedrooms, 1 bathroom) constructed of cement blocks but STEPS from the beach. We piled all the kids into one bedroom and enjoyed every minute of our beach trip. The … Continue reading Fond Memories: Balancing Tradition with New Experiences
Our house has faced a little chaos over the past few weeks. We've torn out a kitchen, evicted a small critter (Read about our raccoon visitor!), and dove into spring football and all that entails. But Spring Vacation on the beach proved to be a big enough blessing that we left in the midst of … Continue reading Road Trip in the Big Van
Since my husband's job keeps him pretty busy during the season. And recruiting. And spring ball...and spring recruiting...you get the idea. He's pretty busy. We learned early on that we needed to really value the time we had together. And since our family goes through a significant chunk of the year without Nick around, we … Continue reading Skipping School: Beach Trip!
When I was an eager mom of 4 and my first sweet little girl was starting kindergarten, I pulled out the adorable fabric lunch box and packed up her favorite sandwich and fruit with a yogurt and her Hello Kitty water bottle. Before the lunchbox was ready to zip, I found a post-it note and … Continue reading Lunch Notes: Love and Post-its
To get 7 people moving in the morning can sometimes feel like an overwhelming task. Althought to be fair 1 of those people gets himself up and out of the house most days before the rest of us wake up. In the interest of full disclosure, it is very rare that Nick makes it out … Continue reading Rise and Shine and Make it to School on Time
On Thursday nights my two oldest daughters take dance class from our local dance studio. It is literally within two miles of my house. It occupies my girls for an hour and a half. They love to dance. I love the studio. So WHY do I hate dance nights so much? I think at least … Continue reading Dirty Dancing: A Lesson in Managing Expectations