cute, cheap photo invitations for slacker moms
Confession: I nearly dropped the ball on Kembe and India’s birthday this year. I don’t know what it is about October, but it always creeps up on me. There is something about the end of summer, the new school routine, and the weather that still feels like it’s August that always leaves me SHOCKED when October rolls around. So on the last day of September, I looked at the calendar and had a little moment of panic that it was one week until the twin’s birthday and I hadn’t planned . . .
the twins turn five
I know this is sort of a cliché thing to say at each birthday, but . . . . whoa. I cannot believe Kembe and India are five. FIVE! That’s so big. I‘ve always thought of five as a milestone age. And even though it is my favorite age so far, it’s just a little sad to feel like more than half my kids are “over-the-hump”, gaining independence (yay) but also losing some of those adorable preschool mannerisms. I mean, just look at how cute and little they were last . . .
the post where you provide me with some faq’s I can answer
I had my blog re-designed about a year ago, and I added an FAQ page to the menu bar. I’m not really sure what I had planned for this page, I guess it just seemed like a good idea at the time. If you click on it, you can see that I’ve really done a lot with it. Ahem. Anyways, I need to pull it together and create something a little more interesting. Except that I don’t really have any frequently asked questions. Well, that’s not true. There were a startling number . . .
what I want you to know: being a pastor’s wife
What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. Today’s post is by an anonymous reader. What I want you to know is that being married to a pastor does not make me a pastor by default. I am married to an incredible man who happens to be the pastor of a large church. We have . . .
mighty summit 2011
I’ve been meaning to sit down and write about my time at Mighty Summit three weeks ago. I’m finding it hard to know where to begin. I was beyond flattered to have been invite to this event, and confess to having some pre-summit jitters that were about 10 times as nerve-wracking as my usual pre-conference anxiety. The Mighty Summit is an annual conference for leaders in media, so the list of attendees was an impressive roster of women who have edited magazines, written tv shows, . . .
grace in the sick
I spent last week sidelined with the flu, which came at the exact time that Mark had a three-day professional training. It. Was. Awful. But we survived. I started feeling better on Sunday and hit the ground running. I took the kids to a book fair/flashmob and then an Ozomatli concert Sunday night. I spent Monday in a working frenzy trying to catch up on the work I missed, and on Tuesday I took the kids to see Shrek the Musical. (my little backup dancers on . . .
here, let me ruin Halloween for you . . .
Yesterday I wrote a ridiculous post about deciding on a new place to buy my coffee . . . a place where the prices were really low because the store relied on children to work for little money. My intention was to point out how selfish it sounds for someone to willingly turn a blind eye to social injustices just because we want to pay less for something we like, and how shallow our justifications sound. I used coffee as an example because it’s one of those indulgences that people . . .
I’ve figured out a way to get coffee for 70% less money!
So. I am a huge fan of coffee. Like, I NEED IT. Every day. But the prices at Starbucks put a real dent in the wallet, you know? So I have found this awesome new coffee shop near my house. They serve the most amazing coffee – even better than Starbucks. But here’s the kicker: a latter will only set you back 75 cents. A triple cappuccino with extra foam? 89 cents!! Here’s how it works. See, this coffee shop uses little kids to . . .
shrek the musical: a family review
Mark and I got to take Jafta and Kembe to see Shrek the Musical earlier this week. (India had to stay home on account of the flu. Karis had to stay home on account of the screaming). I enlisted Jafta to do a little review of the show with me. As you will see, he gets a distracted by looking at himself in the camera, and then with itching his eye and rubbing his nose . . . but still, I think you can get the gist. He loved the show. Thanks to SCFTA for a . . .
that’s what she said: no thread
Sometimes I’m able to make these weekly link posts thread together into a cohesive topic. Other times, I just find a whole bunch of awesome posts that have absolutely no common thread beyond being something I enjoyed. This is one of those weeks. These are just snippets, click on the title to read the whole post. Your Children are Stronger, Intellectually Superior and More Emotionally Stable Than Other Children | Aiming Low As a parent, you are well aware that your own . . .
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