It's been a minute. Actually, it's been about 125 days since I last posted. The first 40 of those consisted of our last days in Chicag...

Being six weeks out from our move feels a lot more real than being three months out. I imagine at two weeks out, sleep will completely a...

We are having our first open house this Saturday. Leading up to it, we've gone through every room to make it "show-ready" and, of course...

Do you know when bears emerge from hibernation in Vermont? I do. It's sometime between early March and mid-April, depending on how late ...

A few weeks ago I was reading J a bedtime story. This particular bedtime story was a tale of Hello Kitty imagining all the different pro...

It's been a couple weeks since I've posted, not because I've been working on some deep well-thought out blog piece , but because I've bee...

I had planned to write my next post on kids' consignment clothes, and I will, but this whole Harvey Weinstein debacle has really gotten u...

Our oldest child, J, is four years old. She loves dance. She loves gymnastics. She loves swimming. Or so she says when I ask her what...