The Secret To Un-schooling and Working For Yourself
Today, I want to tell you the secret to unschooling & working for yourself. Ready? Here’s the secret: There isn’t one. Yup. So sorry to disappoint you but there is no magic formula to this. Or to anything else for that matter. Because what works for one family doesn’t work for another. I do know…
On Breaking Routines + Choosing Pleasure: Picnic Family Breakfast
I’m not a big routine person. But I know how good it is to have rhythms at home that help all of us get into the flow of the day. So I try. But since breaking routines is my specialty, I thought I’d share with you one idea to break out of your boring breakfast…
Naomi’s Corner: How To Make a Seashell Bed
Welcome to Naomi’s corner on the blog! She loves making movies and tutorials and here is her debut video! For the little ones who like to do mermaid pretend play – this easy seashell bed will make a great addition! Enjoy!
Un-schooling Me
Yesterday was beautiful. The sun came out later during the day and my daughter and I took full advantage of it.We packed a picnic (even though it was still 54 degrees), bundled up and went to our favorite place by the neighborhood pond. She’s so fast now on her bike, that even when I…
The Real Reason I Couldn’t Start Blogging Again
I’ve been wanting to blog here again like, forever and for some reason, couldn’t get myself to write a single.damn.thing. Sure, I’ve been a bit preoccupied with Nia and most recently, essential oils and doTerra (which have been rocking my world!) but I want to share with you today the real honest-to-goodness reason why I’ve…
New Year, New Look, New Style
Have you ever taken a break from something, unsure if or when you’ll ever come back to it? It’s sort of like taking your ideas to purgatory where they kind of grow stale and wither but stubbornly refuse to die. The land of in between, you could say. Well, I’ve grown quite comfortable inhabiting that…
Attachment Parenting Five Years Later
I took this photo this past summer while on our regular nature walk. And then shared it on Instagram with what I call my insta-poem: She often doesn’t wait for me anymore. Down and up the trails. She walks faster than my feet can muster. Climbs higher than my heart can take. A mind of…