Four-year-old big 

  McKinley turns 4 today.  “1. 2. 3. 4,” she excitedly pronounces to the world. My bustling -happy- hyper- curious- passionate -confident- and quite often stubborn -mini me.  You can tell she’s older.  “Come on Cora, you can do it—No Cora that’s our neighbor’s yard.”  Just by the way she tries to redirect her little…

.:Tradition Time:.

It’s that time again! Where we put back on our hiking boots and truck through those hilly muddy terranes.  Throwing discs.  And hearing that familiar clinking sound when our dics fly (hopefully gracefully) into the baskets.     We just love playing discgolf.  Even if we only manage to get through 7 holes, because McKinley has…

My baby–isn’t so much a baby anymore.

It’s pretty custom to write a fresh blog post for the New Year.  But, this time it’s not about resolutions or solutions.  And, it’s not a trip down memory lane either.  I get tired of reading posts like that.  You know–posts that are full of optimism and hope for the New Year to bring new things.  Posts…

Monday Milestone

McKinley plays guitar: Everyday for the past two weeks McKinley has been going over to the guitar and strumming it. And in those moments, I’d think to myself, I have to start playing again— dad would want me to—I’ll feel him with me. But I haven’t picked up the guitar. When I drive, I sing. Ohh,…

“No mama”

“No,” rolls off her tongue so matter of fact, like this is just the way it is mama. Do you wanna eat breakfast?  “No,” she says with her head cocked to the side. (More excitedly now) lets get dressed so we can go bye bye!  “No,” she says again with her lips puckered out. (almost…