It’s one of those rare afternoons when all three children are asleep and the only noise keeping me company is the humidifier we have beside my piano. It runs every hour of every single day for about eight months out of the year. It is huge and it is loud, but it’s good for my… Continue reading Afternoon Thoughts
“Are you going to like country living?” I got that question a lot when we first moved a few miles outside of town. My only experience up until then had been small-town living. (But I seriously wondered how different living a short four minute drive from the nearest store would actually feel after having grown… Continue reading Winter Days
Hey, Louissa. Remember how this past fall you dove into September with a freshly printed chore chart and daily schedule and you were so excited that although official schooling wasn’t starting in the Tabolt house, you were going to get some semblance of order & structure going? And remember how you would have one good… Continue reading Learning Happens
She knew better than to waste that time. There isn’t always someone who wants you singing to him or nibbling his ear or brushing his cheek with a dandelion blossom. Somebody who knows when you’re being silly, and laughs and laughs. So long as he was little enough to carry, she could hardly bring herself… Continue reading my boys
It’s dark. Quiet. My coffee is cooling while I try to drink it as quickly as possible because lukewarm coffee is probably one of my least favorite things in life. (I tell Josiah that he eats his ice cream too quickly — one can’t possibly enjoy such a delight when consumed too fast — and… Continue reading Early Mornings