Organically Grown

Somedays the wind is howling around the mountains. Other days, the sun is pointing out every new bud in the forest. Even when it’s grey and the back section of our trail is more pond than path, though, at four o’ clock, at least one kid and one adult will ask if we’re all ready to walk. Our walks have attained the ritual sacredness of communion, and, even though they are peppered with...

Feline Friday and The daily Zero K

In an apparent attempt to prove that the world would be better off run by members the next generation, the boys have been dragooning me — for my own good — into a very short ZeroK walk around the house every day since I’ve been sick. Thing1’s rationale is that there is nothing that even the smallest bit of exercise can’t make better, and each day there’s more evidence to prove him...

Sunshine Good Day

Jack was born in the summer.  By default, our summer travel routine and the vacation plans of most of his classmates made most of his birthday celebrations quite a bit smaller and tamer than the circus-like orgies of cake and presents that are depicted as normal and desirable in movies or ads.  His birthdays are often spent with family doing something special at the beach or going to a...

The Game

I woke up a few Fridays ago determined to get my 'down' time in on the trail before the workday started.  I got it.  I also got a lesson from  Mother Nature down time management. I got the kids to the bus, miraculously in time for the first stop.  Then I headed to the trail at the park.  It had been raining all night, and there were still drips and drops, but there were also peeks of...

Seven

I'm making a third birthday cake for Thing2 today.  He had one for his party over the weekend, we took cupcakes in for his class today, and we'll have our family celebration tonight.  It's the last cake for the last seventh birthday I'll ever make for one of my children, and while I don't want to do this again, I also don't want it to end.