It is the middle of the night—around 2 AM by my best estimation—when I roll over in my …
“I’m a homebody,” my son declared with confidence and surety. I blinked. First of all, where did he …
As I go through the day-to-day routines of motherhood, it can be easy to take so much of …
February 2015 I sat on the hotel bed in Grand Rapids, my head resting back on the headboard, …
It’s a typical Monday, and I’m standing in my apartment elevator, scrolling through a handful of late afternoon …
With winter’s chill rolling off him as he and his siblings came in from the wintry night air, …
I’d like to invite you into my home for a minute. Come on in! Oh! Those are just …
My daughter, Zoey, and I stand inside the small entryway of our beloved neighborhood restaurant, Sylvie’s, waiting for …
He’s there with us at the table, so we’ll count that as a win I guess. His three-year-old …
“We will need the extra table,” I remark to my husband, Kevin, as I write down a menu …