Mail Time

Okay, who doesn’t love getting mail?  I’m pretty sure everyone gets excited when there’s a letter for them in the mailbox.  It gives us this warm fuzzy feeling that we’re somewhat important, right?   But three year olds receiving mail….is a whole new level of fuzzy feelings.  Joy on an extreme level.    Here–The joy…

Publishing. 

So, I’m finally gearing up to publish the children’s story I wrote & illustrated two years ago.   Going Through a Maze.     When I was writing this story my father was diagnosed with cancer. And actually, it wasn’t a story it was a poem.   My father even had the opportunity to read that…

Little Philosophers. 

Three year olds ask the best questions. Those tough-sometimes-you-just-can’t-fully-answer type of questions, don’t they?  My father called this phase, “The Little Philosophers phase,” because they are curious thoughtful thinkers. And always asking, “why?!”      This morning, after we all finally got buckled into our cozy CRV, McKinley started out, “Why do we need to…

Okay, so the apple doesn’t fall far. 

“Hiiiiii Momm! Guess what? I bothered all my friends today during rest time!” McKinley excitedly pronounces this to the world first thing when she sees me in the car pick up line.  Her boisterous attitude reminds me of someone else I know. Hmmm.  Yup, I remember the good ol’ days.  I remember vividly laying on…