A Christmas with slim wallets means thoughtful and creative gift-giving. Jameson and the Paladin cousins made out the best in this down economy. On Christmas Eve day, two big presents appeared under the tree, bearing the names of those much-loved little people. Inside, dozens of building blocks made by my dad. Smooth and shiny, perfectly [...]
You know it’s bad when even the photo posts are few and far between.
Or maybe just busy.
Super-duper uber-crazy busy.
Because that’s how life can be when there are 20+ people living in one house. And celebrating Christmas. And playing games and watching movies. Oh, and throw in a wedding for good measure. And if you get [...]
Lots of family meals!
With Aunt Mills on the tree farm.
The long awaited “‘now”.
Cutting the tree.
Lunch together.
Decking the tree.
A cozy family room.
Proud of his tree.
It’s a beautiful world I woke to this morning. Branches are weighed down with ice and snow. The sky is varying shades of blue and gray, with tinges of peach along the horizon. A trio of evergreen trees, the focal point of the back yard, are elegant sentinels in this ice kingdom. Breathtaking, we all [...]
Today is a special day.
Ryan took Jameson to church and left me behind with William. (He pulled his “I’m the head” card and told me I needed rest more than I needed to go to church. My delicate emotional status corroborated with his story, so I submitted.)
As days often do when there’s a spontaneous personality [...]
So, whose blog is this, anyway? It's mine, and here are few tidbits about me: My name is Danica. Like the race car driver, whose name I know, but whose career I know nothing about. A Nascar fan I am not. Things like reading, playing piano, gardening, cooking, sewing, writing, and keeping my bathroom bleached are more up my alley.My maiden name is Sinclair (not Patrick), and I come from good stock. (So says my husband, anyway!) I'm the oldest of 9 kids--and my parents are neither insane, uninformed, or Catholic. They're actually the best parents you could ask for. Seriously. (And, consequently, I think pretty highly of my siblings, too, whose blogs you can access from the links below.) I've joined a new clan, though, and my husband and I have been "leaving-and-cleaving" for 2 years and counting. We have a son who you'll read much (too much?) about. Oh. And there are pictures of him, too--hundreds of them--should you care to click on over to my flickr account. I'm a stay at home mom who is redefining that title--I literally stay at home as much as I possibly can. I love to be home! Home, by the way, is in Northern California, although my roots are in a lil' ol' town in Northern New York. Lastly, I take all blame for any ridiculous, outlandish, illogical posts. Anything worth commenting on or linking to is due to my husband's encouragement. In the spirit of the Little engine That Could, "He thinks I can, He thinks I can, He thinks I can,...", and sometimes, that's all a wife needs.
The first of a week-long series on mothering without fear. Encouraging!
GOOD read.
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