when east meets south
Just to keep everyone in the loop, we’re not actually at the beach anymore. We’re back in Atlanta, wreaking havoc hanging out at my sister’s house. The beach had many things:Sand.Waves.Tranquility. The beach did not, however, have internet. Which meant we spent less time staring at a computer monitor, and more time staring at this… But we’re back in civilization… Read More
The packers arrived today. God love ’em, they walked into total bedlam with their carpet protector, rolls of tape and a plethora of boxes. By the time they knocked, unsuspectingly, on our door this morning at 8:00AM, the house was abuzz with activity. The littlest four were already running circles around the kitchen table high on Fruit Loops. Add to… Read More
The kids bring home a folder of papers from the week every Friday. We, the parents, are supposed to go through said schoolwork, review it and send the signed folder back to school on Monday. But in true Stefanie-style, I usually don’t sit down to look at my kids’ work until a day (or two) later. So on Tuesday evening,… Read More
My kids are killing me. I mean K. I. L. L. I. N. G. me. My boys are out of school this week for ‘fall break’. That’s a misnomer if I ever heard one. Isabelle is sick, has been sick for going on 2 weeks. Dalton had strep and an ear infection, but he’s better now. Isabelle didn’t fare so… Read More
Belle’s got strep throat. She caught it from her thoughtful older brother, Dalton. Thankfully he had it first so when Isabelle developed a fever we took her in immediately and got her started on antibiotics. But it’s been a long few days waiting for her to feel better. We’ve been catering to her every whim since she’s rarely sick. And… Read More
Last week Zach told me that when he was playing with Dalton and Asher back in their room, that Dalton swallowed something. I asked Dalton about it and he admitted, yes, he had put something in his mouth, tried to spit it out, and “It just went down, momma!” I admit to being pretty maxed out with Chris being gone… Read More
This was my coffee. I like my coffee a certain way and I can’t drink it unless I have it fixed just the way I like it. Ask my husband, I won’t even let him make it for me. I drink one cup, just one, so I want it to be just right. Well this morning I left it on… Read More