Paper Doll Tales Posts

Dear Immediate Family Members of Mine, Perhaps I’ve forgotten to tell you lately that I adore you.  I dote on you, to use a word learned from our spelling test…

Motherhood

Little C simply does not know what a whisper is.  She thinks it’s yelling…with your lips mostly pursed.  This definition makes for some interesting interactions at church, library, post office,…

Intentional Living

I took a crash course in drawing from the National Gallery of Art this weekend, crash being the operative word, as in “Crash and Burn.” At least, my output has the…

Intentional Living

I am surrounded by a silence that can only occur when I am not responsible for another breathing member of the house. A silence that I fill by folding my…

Intentional Living Memories

Joy

Joy is a lodestone in the pit of my stomach. That’s not a word I use or think about much–lodestone–unearthed from ancient English roots that have clumps of fairy and sea monster…

Intentional Living

We get kinda excited about a thrift store around here.  You know the kind I mean–the filled with junk/treasures and exuding that certain musty, a dead-cat-may-be-decomposing-in-a-suitcase-somewhere kind of smelling place.…

Kids and Treasures