The mountains are sun-baked and slowly taking to flame as the maples kindle red and the aspens rain gold. The crabapple tree is dropping…
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In June, there was Super Dad. Now meet Super Dad II.
My very own.
Dad celebrates his 65th birthday today. You gotta love the paper crown…
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Some places you can’t visit enough – favorite places. Lovely spots of earth you hate to drive away from.
Albion Basin is one of those…
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I’m over at Segullah today blogging about this.
And this.
And the wondrous discovery we made in our backyard.
We’ve been picking, slicing, savoring, and sharing.
If you…
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The boys made my morning. Just before breakfast, I lifted them out of their cribs – one in each arm. Spencer placed both hands…
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Two nights ago I sent this email to a friend (slightly edited for content that might rouse undue concern).
It feels like midnight and it’s…
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“Come with us” she said. “Bring all the kids and come up to the cabin.” I laughed.
“Bring all the kids? By myself?” She could…
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Eliza clamored for the puffy envelope as I pulled it from the mailbox. A package! And the return address read…Ethiopia. Thanks to the US…
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Oxiclean has been working overtime at our house. Summertime sent some filthy toddler clothes into our washing machine. Chocolate ice cream drips, popsicle juice,…
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Doug started working late nights and Saturdays this week. After our trip to Southern Utah (the first with all five kids), losing him was…