Bring On Lemons

  Deep Sunday Thoughts about What Really Makes a Memory! This is what happened at our house yesterday - it didn't cost much more than a trip to the grocery store but hopefully it's a priceless memory! We like to do this thing on Slow Saturdays (usually the only day we aren’t rushing) and we call it Big Breakfast. Everyone places their order the night before and we make every single thing! Some mornings there’s pancakes and French toast, eggs 2-3 different ways, oatmeal, potatoes AND bacon. It’s very seldom everyone agrees, but when the food is ready we sit down like you would on thanksgiving and relax, talk, share funny stories, etc… sometimes it takes hours before we start cleaning up the kitchen. It’s one of my absolutely favorite traditions and one I hope they always remember! Todays Big Breakfast: Milk Apple cider Pineapple orange juice Coffee Buttermilk biscuits Cinnamon rolls w/frosting Scrambled eggs Over easy eggs Well done bacon Barely done bacon Seasoned baby red fry ...

  I don't think this picture needs much of a story. We took a snow day and enjoyed extra snuggles on the couch, naps and laughter, walks on the beach, and mom didn't have to drive on the slippery roads! Call it a win!  Today's post was penned by Crystal J. Casavant Crystal Casavant writes. Everything. If you follow her blog you have likely laid eyes on every thought she has ever had. Her debut novel, It Was Never About Me, Was It?  is still a work in progress and shall be fully worthy sometime in 2025. She has written for WOW! Women on Writing , Bring on Lemons , and has been featured in several magazines and ezines relating to credit and collections as well as religious collections for confessional Lutherans. She runs a busy household full of intelligent, recalcitrant, and delightful humans who give her breath and keep her heart beating day after day.  Crystal wears many hats (and not just the one in this photo) and fully believes in being in the moment and doi...

What's the perfect family? When I had a boy and a girl, people would stop and mention that we had 'one of each' and how perfect that was. Apparently we would have been less perfect if we had 2 girls or 2 boys, or maybe having just one child is the true sign of imperfection? I waited a long time to have children because they're so dang sticky (don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about...first it's sticky poop, then it's sticky spit up, then we move on to gummy snacks, suckers from the bank, and other unidentifiable things you as the mom find stuck in your vehicle, on your pants, and in your hair Sorry - sort of went off a tangent there.. anyway - there is nothing perfect about parenting. Your house will never be as clean as it was before children. Your hair will never look the same, and let's not even talk about your body... Then there's those of us with the truly imperfect families - because we have too many children, or the...