Yes, a baker’s dozen we were, some drove hundreds of miles while others just a few to gather, giggle and gobble up all thirteen dishes made in our nest (except for the gelato.)I had no other choice but to embrace … Continue reading
While I was making a coconut carrot cake, I mentioned to Papa Bear that I was going to ask the boys to help me hide the eggs for the great hunt on Sunday. He told me that middle bear was … Continue reading
When the orange is gone, the yellow and the pink that swiftly follow suit, you hope to see a little of the remaining green under that first white blanket like magic that drifted in on tiptoes one by one while … Continue reading
So why don’t we stay inside and get crafty. Since ninety percent of our belongings are crated away in purgatory somewhere and we still don’t have a place of peace to call our own, I became inventive with a rusty … Continue reading
Nothing but blue skies, do I see Blue days all of them gone Nothin’ but blue skies from now on” I have been singing this to baby girl lately. It adds an element of playfulness and starts our day with … Continue reading
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We recently heard some not-so-good news and even though we are distressed, we didn’t let it distract us from providing our little ones with a twinkle of Christmas magic. In these shorter days of the winter solstice, we have learned … Continue reading
Not a day goes by without a feathered or winged friend that visits this tree boasting of minuscule pink fruits. While a couple more of the dense foliage trees spot our garden, this particular cluster of multiple trunk trees make … Continue reading
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This year Yiayia’s Easter bread didn’t make it to our nest in its usual edible state. The package arrived a week in advance, however, we weren’t there to happily receive the goods. The day we were able to tear open … Continue reading
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My favorite part of the weekday is wrapping my arms around my little ones when I pick them up from their long day at school. Mornings always flash by like a bolt of lightening that I barely have a chance … Continue reading
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