Easter weekend! I’m really looking forward to signing off and being with my people. Like a lot. I feel like I haven’t been very present lately and it’s gnawing at me. I hate when I’m not present enough as a Mom. The work/life balance is tough for me (and something I lay the guilt on thick for.)
Notes for the road…


Taaaaarget! Believe it or not (this is easy to believe, why would I lie about this?), this is a picture not from my last trip to Target but the time before that. Last time I forgot to get one in the blessed family bathroom this trip the way I usually do. And what is a Target post without a picture of me and my people. Let’s do this!

Easter egg decorating. The one time a year I buy white eggs. Though every corner in town has piled high a mound of dirty, ice-flecked snow, and the skies are most often still a dingy gray, Easter is coming. At least I think it is. Last year I recall making a pot roast on Easter and having it be a, surprising to all, 75 degree day. I think about the menu now to prepare. Warming foods. Heavy foods. After all, there are some flurries swirling about as we speak. But then the weather could do a total 180 like last year and there we are, sweating over our Martha Stewart pot roast and roasted vegetables in a hot kitchen. Best laid plans.
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There’s certain times that feel very “I have arrived” as a mother or home owner. When I asked for a Dutch oven for Christmas and was thrilled when I got one. When I want to post about a robe and slippers because they’re my favorite things ever. And now posting about a rewards chart for my six-year old. I am a Mom, I have been for years now, so why do posts like this surprise me?! 
I snuck this picture this morning while he was still fast asleep. I feel like he’s sleeping a little later lately–which totally makes me think he’s getting older (duh) and going to start sleeping more like the teenager he practically is (stop, Bridget.).
Parker had an old point-and-shoot camera a few years back. It had been sitting around, mainly collecting dust, since its previous owner had retired it in favor of a DSLR or, let’s be serious, an iPhone. I gave it to him, and he was thrilled. He got it just before we left for our big sabbatical abroad. Once we came back, he used it for at least a few more months, before it finally bit the dust. 
The title of this post alone is a little “womp womp.” We had a 70+ degree day a few weeks back, so when we were walloped with two storms recently–one that was more high winds and rain–and the other that dumped quite a bit of white snow and even a 24-hour power outage on us, it’s a little (a lot) less welcome. Parker–who can be a bit of contrarian such that back in December when I’d tell him summer is my favorite season and he’d retort, “I like winter.”–is even stating the obvious, “I hate winter! I want summer back!” That brief taste of bare feet in the backyard was enough to do us in. Come at me, spring!!