Laura

Thanks to the wonderful summer sun and the daily dose of moisture provided by the fog that rolls in from the ocean and blankets Tam

“What are we having?” “Can I help?” “No toys at the table!” “Eat three bites, then you’ll be done.” “I don’t like chicken.” “Don’t’ play

aka The Zen of Cleanup by Greg Everage Life sometimes develops a groove and we accept these grooves because they seem to work for the

I remember several years ago, when our oldest was barely a year old, and my Mom and her husband were visiting. As we sat at

Two weeks out of our element, living, breathing, playing and eating at someone else’s home. A simple task when I visit my parents’ alone, but

Tonight’s dinner was a disaster. It is definitely a candidate for a full chapter in my What Was I Thinking Cookbook.  In my attempt to mix it