Runaway

My house is a mess. For example, I have found four separate apple cores on each flour of my house at varying degrees of disintegration. Also, I have no clean dishes. The logical response to this would have been to stay home and get some cleaning done. Yesterday, instead, I buckled M. into the car…

It’s Been Far Too Long

I could write quite a bit about the rest of our summer panned out, apologize profusely for my absence in this space (an apology that would mostly be to myself – I’m likely the one who regrets it the most), and try to somehow make up for all the time that was lost. But I…

Bugs and Toads

E. is at theater camp all week, and after we drop her off in the morning, M. and I have the day to ourselves. Yesterday, after running a few errands, lunch, and a nap, we spent the afternoon outside. Obviously I’m biased, but I feel M. is possibly the best absolute kind of little boy….

Our Week (Thus Far)

True to my predictions this past Tuesday, this week has been far quieter, and thank goodness for that, than previous weeks. We’ve had swim lessons, walks in the woods, and swimming, swimming, swimming galore, particularly earlier in the week, when the heat and humidity was just about unbearable. None of us took off our bathing suits…

Mt. Blue State Park

This weekend we joined my husband’s aunt and her family on a camping trip at Mt. Blue State Park in Weld, ME. It is a sprawling park that is set at the foot of a small range of mountains, including Mt. Blue, Blueberry Mountain, and Tumbledown Mountain. Within the park there is lovely, crystal clear…

A Bug On A Shoe

In education and parenting you often hear the phrase, “teachable moments.” Often, it’s in response to some sort of event or particular behavior, but sometimes, at least here, a teachable moment crops up when you have an unexpected visitor. Just yesterday I purchased two little sketchbooks for less than $2 a piece and told E. and…

School Skippers

Sometimes it’s one of those days. The kind of day where everyone, especially Mama, wakes up cranky. It was crummy, rainy morning, and as we dragged ourselves about to get ready for the day, it occurred to me that I just wasn’t going to send E. to school this morning. Work has pretty much ground…

In Which We Go Camping, Part IV

Our last full day of camping was a rainy one, the kind where you just know you won’t be seeing the sun and nothing ever quite gets dry. After two absolutely glorious and warm sunny days, though, we were able to except the exceptional dreariness and found ways to entertain ourselves. Our little ones turned…

In Which We Go Camping, Part III

Saturday was hot. It got up to 80 degrees with air thick and damp. I know to many who come from warmer climes this seems like nothing, but 80 degrees in northern Maine at the end of May makes you feel like you just stepped into the Amazon. Nothing is ever quite dry and even…

In Which We Go Camping, Part II

We watched the weather obsessively for almost a week before we left. The predictions vascilated between sunny and hot to a complete wash. In the end, the report of a mix was the most accurate, and we felt quite lucky to wake up Friday morning to see the sun burning off a layer of clouds….

In Which We Camp, Part I

We have returned! And we are exhausted, sunburnt, maybe a little bit cranky, but above all, filled to the brim with peace and joy. As we were leaving our campsite today, my husband and I were discussing our next camping trip and where we thought we’d like to go. While we have a lot of…

And Away We Go!

It’s here! It’s here! It’s finally here! It has been tradition these past four years for my husband and I to pack up our children, drive several hours north, nearly to the Canadian border, and join my husband’s father, step-mom, and their grandson for an extra-long weekend of camping. Though I’m currently sitting comfortably in…