Happy belated Halloween, everyone. We made it to November without dressing up in coordinated, seasonal attire and picking pumpkins in the sweltering South Carolina "fall" heat only for them to rot on the front porch and invoke the "I told you so groans," from my festive husband who inevitably, begrudgingly removes the orange carcasses annually [...]
I've been sweating school choice since Piper's infancy. That's six, solid years of angsty obsessing (despite the 365 mentions of "Fear not..." in the Bible and a cocktail of anti-stress supplements) over where she'd go to school. My husband grew up in public school. I grew up in private. A house divided, we were still [...]
My kids are talkers. Big, BIG talkers. Master conversationalists. It's like when God was doing His thing (You know, the "knitting together in the mother's womb" routine from Psalm 139), He collaborated with Busta Rhymes - and whoever invented the filibuster. And then my kids were born. And when it comes to topics, we cover [...]
We're big fans of sweet treats in our house. Big. HUGE (cue Julia Roberts). When we run errands, I can always count on Piper piping up and asking, "Mommy... are we getting a sweet treat?" And of course, the answer is always "yes" because life is short and dessert is SO good. Sweet treats above [...]
Confession: I've spent a good bit of my adult life thinking sugar cookie artists are nuts for charging $3+ a cookie, but after a deplorable baking episode this week, I have newfound respect and unadulterated adoration for their inimitable talent and desperately knead to issue a baker's dozen of apologies. Seriously. We are not worthy. [...]
Adrianne Buckley 