Returning to joy

With a fresh eye for the grace that's daily extended to me, I've been more able to laugh at the absurdity of preschooler behavior, more able to enjoy my kids even on tantrum-y days.


I did it!

I'm still waiting to feel like a zen homemaker instead of a frantic toddler mom in yoga pants and sort of clean hair when Bryant walks in the door to find me in a war zone of a kitchen wiping gobs of dinner off our little Ikea table.