It means so much to me that Jesus rose – that He is alive with us in the baby snuggles and the new crocuses and the mocha cupcakes.
The Christ child has been invited to tea parties, where he enjoyed raisins and pretzels and little chocolate cakes.
I love how bright food looks on a plate. And I love this guy, who is willing to eat salad with a knife & a jar from time to time.
One of our family traditions is a special dinner on St. Patrick’s Day. When I was a teenager, I was crazy about everything Irish…
I find myself loving what we make: things that mean something to me. Or sometimes, distressed letters from Walmart. Yeah, that works.
Most years at Christmastime, I enjoy putting together an Advent calendar for my family. The calendar varies from year to year – sometimes I focus on quiet reflection and sometimes on lively activity; sometimes I hang the activities in a long paper chain, or make a poster with flaps that open. I try to create a […]