The Urge to Purge
First, a quick aside on yesterday’s semi-ranty 5 favorites: if you had a natural childbirth, I don’t hate you. I actually think you’re amazing, and I’m a little bit in awe of you. I just don’t want…
‘Once in a Lifetime’
Not always an uplifting phrase. You know how when you’re a teenager and you’re not a parent but you’re completely sure that someday in a million years or so when you are, you’ll do a much better…
Back in the Saddle
So. Nearly 3 weeks off from stay-at-home mom-ing have left me flabby, exhausted, and a little bit shocked at the brute physicality this job demands. Last night, in a fit of what can only be classified as…
26 Hours Later…
We’re home in Rome, we’ve all survived the most whirlwind travel schedule of all time, and the baby just pooped on the floor. I have so much to report and so much to ponder, but first I…
Tap, tap, tap
Oh heeeeeeey there. Just popping in from an endless week of perfectly behaved flying children (I am not being one tiny bit sarcastic, they were amazing angels and I am equal parts proud and mystified), visits to…
Jet-setting with Ankle Biters
Being 2 days away from a highly-anticipated trans-Atlantic flight, I thought I’d share some timeless wisdom for traveling with small children, which is almost as fun as sitting near a drunken bachelor party in economy class, but…
Five Favorites
1. This piece, which my younger sister sent me, and has significantly improved my outlook on how my children might turn out fine, after all. 2. These. I could eat a can a day. Lucky for my…
Cinque Preferiti
See what I did there? ‘Cause I parle Italiano. Sort of. 1. Working Han Solo in a coffee bar (doesn’t that just have SUCH a nicer ring than shop? And it’s true: there’s a veritable bounty of…
5 Favorites
1. This guy. Dave with baby Joey. I could go on an on about his intelligence, his sense of urgency and integrity in his work, his fidelity to Christ and His Church, his love for me and…
Summer in Sight
It was a balmy blistering 83 degrees here in Rome yesterday, and we celebrated by cranking the AC for the first time and bathing naked on the terrace. Well, half of us did. Buns and bubbles everywhere.…
