By Hannah|2016-01-06T05:39:50+00:00January 6th, 2016|Uncategorized|10 Comments
Oftentimes I write this blog at my favorite coffee shop. I seem to get inspired there, for some reason. Maybe it’s the white chocolate mocha that I pay entirely too much for or all the bouncy college girls in their leggings and messy-on-purpose hair that make me feel sort of almost halfway slightly bouncy (though I can’t pull off the messy hair. And the leggings… just no.) But today I [...]
By Hannah|2015-11-04T05:00:57+00:00November 4th, 2015|Uncategorized|4 Comments
With the exception of our sweet Fish Stick (who somehow grows more delicious on a daily basis) we are midway through a month of celebrating the births of our entire clan. See? What'd I tell you? Delicious. As I write, Christian is turning 3 and, in his revelry, most likely striking someone somewhere with something. It’s his favorite way to celebrate. Josh’s birthday was the day before Christian’s [...]
By Hannah|2015-10-21T05:00:50+00:00October 21st, 2015|Uncategorized|8 Comments
Just curious. Where were you last Saturday morning at about, say, 3 a.m.? Because I was stuck under Nate’s crib. It’s a long story. ~ Josh spends many an hour at the farmhouse, and I’m desperate to be involved. So desperate, in fact, that I will gladly scrape ancient wallpaper off the shiplap if it means that I can play even a tiny role in getting that house done and [...]
By Hannah|2015-09-16T05:04:43+00:00September 16th, 2015|Uncategorized|8 Comments
This won’t be long. I don’t have time for long these days. The kids and Josh and the dog and I have stuffed ourselves and our gobs of stuff into my parent’s house. We are so very grateful for their hospitality, but we are on top of each other here and I’m questioning what kind of logic I was using when I brought along 14 pairs of shoes. Josh is [...]
By Hannah|2015-09-03T12:48:15+00:00September 3rd, 2015|Uncategorized|12 Comments
Well, this happened a few weeks ago. First grade. Sniff, sniff. And then this happened. Fact: They will still let you buy farms even when your hair is really, really greasy. (And your pictures are really, really blurry.) Which equals this: Moving day. More sniff, sniff. (Also, I had no idea we were so junky. I blame Josh Hall.) And add in Toothless [...]
