A Piece of Home Again

I will be flat out lying if I said my boys, just two years apart, get along all the time. Sometimes it's a daily war over the littlest things. Part of it is that they are so different from each other. One goes fast, the other slow. One likes bold flavors... the other, nothing but vanilla. "I want a different brother!!!" … Continue reading A Piece of Home Again

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Our Lives in Only Four Words

Last Thursday night, my husband, the kids and I drove up California Interstate 5, San Francisco bound, late into the early morning -- kids fast asleep in the backseat. It took nearly eight hours with three stops.  But we finally rolled onto my mother-in-law's driveway at a perky 2:30am. The garage door opened with a familiar hum against the … Continue reading Our Lives in Only Four Words