Despite all my best efforts at being more present in the day-to-day of this year, I failed at practicing presence this July. Our family made some great memories while soaking up the ...
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Staying Human
Earlier this month we had the opportunity to attend the Great Homeschool Convention that takes place in our neck of the woods each summer. We’ve attended the convention for a handful of ...
Believe it. . . or not?
I am a product of the California public school system. No schooling method, setting, or institution is perfect, but as far as education goes, I feel like I received a pretty good ...
Lately || June 2026
The crepe myrtles that line the streets of my neighborhood are in heavy bloom, their boughs laden with vibrant pink and white petals that canopy our sidewalks. Their summer beauty nearly takes ...
Attention, everyone!
It was a Friday morning, which meant that the kids and I were gathered in the living room for our weekly “Friday History” day. I sat criss-cross on the floor, Nico in ...
This One Will Make My Dad Blush
Last month, our family of six made our annual pilgrimage from our home in Central Texas to Southern California, where I spent the first thirty-two years of my life. You can take ...
Lately || May 2026
I am sure there have been busier months in the history of our family, but I would be hard-pressed to name one. May was FULL as we wrapped up our school year, ...
What I Learned this Spring . . . from trivia to life hacks to family insights, and more!
As you read this, I am in the San Bernadino mountains of California, worshipping Jesus and climbing ropes courses and dining on (fancy) camp food alongside my loved ones—both my family of ...
Wait. . . am I a tradwife?
I can’t recall when I first heard about the current “tradwife” movement. It certainly wasn’t on TikTok or YouTube—where the movement is trending—because I don’t follow “influencers” on those platforms (I don’t ...
You Only Know What You Know
I couldn’t help but chuckle as I overheard my daughter regaling a friend with the details of a cherished family rhythm. “On Fridays,” she whispered conspiratorially, “we get to have dinner in ...