Photo courtesy of my sis My baby Raven, Today, you are one. WOW. What a year it has been! From the moment you first drew breath, you have seemingly been determined to learn as much as you can every day and to try to hit as many milestones as you can before each new month …
Remember how I said that one month, I was actually going to stick with just 10 photos? News Flash: This is not that month. (I mean, look at that face—how could I resist?) But here are the “official 10,” in no particular order: 1 // Everything is about walking these days. EVERYTHING. Matt and I …
Confession: I have spent the majority of my spring break cleaning the apartment and trying to prevent Raven from pulling all our DVDs off the shelf about every other minute. However, before I went into full-on spring cleaning mode, I made sure we did a little adventure-ing last weekend (while I still had plenty of …
Today has been one of Those Days. You know the ones I mean—the one where from the get go, you feel like you’re failing in general at this thing known as Adulthood and Life in General (or at the very least scraping by with perhaps a D+). And then things pile on top of that …
As I mentioned in my initial post on my 100 Hours in the Kitchen project, it only takes about 100 hours of doing something to become significantly more advanced than a beginner (as compared to the 10,000-hour theory that says that you must spend 10,000 hours to become a master at anything). Now, I know …
I’ve long since thought that our society has a bit of a superhero complex—not only are superhero movies bigger and more popular than ever, but I’ve noticed that even for us “regular humans,” we’re often expected to be “superheroes” in the sense that we put this pressure on ourselves to do everything (and do it amazingly …
Okay, okay—so I’m not exactly positive it’s the world’s largest migratory bird refuge. But as we drove through Brigham City (which is where it’s located), the signs hanging over their Main Street said that exact thing, so if my facts are wrong, I blame that! Matt and I had talked months and months (maybe years?) …
Being a middle school teacher, I see a LOT of self-consciousness happening (some of it for good reason, some of it not). Basically, I feel like on most days, I can literally almost smell the awkwardness and hormones and puberty craziness going on (no, really—sometimes the stench in my classroom is enough to make me …
