“Mommy, why do you have earrings?”
The question came while I was tucking Nora into bed at my dad’s last weekend. I hadn’t really considered how I would answer, so I kept it simple. “Because I like them,” I replied.
“I want earrings, too!” she said with a big smile on her face.
And suddenly [...]
We had a VERY busy weekend. The biggest event? Nora’s first dance recital.
Last week was a week FULL of dance for Nora—with dance pictures, two extra rehearsals, and then, of course, the recital. It was busy and honestly a bit intense for a 3 year old (in my opinion, not Nora’s!) but the payoff [...]
Perfection. It’s the one word to describe our Memorial Day weekend.
I think most of the Northeast had the sunny, warm, gorgeous weather that we had, right from the moment we woke up on Saturday morning to the time we went to bed on Monday night. It made for a wonderful “unofficial start” to the [...]
“I don’t want you to be mad,” she pleads.
We don’t even have to yell. Nora breaks down any and every time we have even a hint of firmness in our voices.
I’ve noticed lately that she is seemingly becoming very in tune with her emotions. Happiness, sadness, goofiness, annoyance, anger, fear, love… she’s letting [...]
I know, I know. I just posted about Nora skiing a few days ago. And it was technically old news—those photos and videos were from Christmastime!
Bad mommy. Bad blogger.
This weekend, we watched 18-year-old Mikaela Shiffrin own the women’s slalom race in Sochi, coming home with the gold medal. I may have gotten [...]
AboutI'm Heather. I'm 31 and have been married to Michael for five years. Together, we have two beautiful little girls we love more than anything, and a miniature dachshund who drives us crazy. I'm a full-time working mom who has very little time for my own "stuff" these days, like home improvement, cooking/baking, cake decorating, and photography. Despite the team not making the playoffs since 1999, I'm STILL a Buffalo Bills fan, which I think speaks to my loyalty AND sense of humor. I can't wait to pick up the pace with travel again some day... you know, when we're done being ruled by tiny fists. Welcome to my blog.
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