There are moments scattered throughout the days when a child pipes a question that stops breath mid-lung, that pauses the hands busy with nonessentials, that stills the soul with the…
Paper Doll Tales Posts
So I’ve been brainstorming topics to cover 31 days of posts, as inspired by The Nester, who at last count, had over 1,000 other bloggers chomping at the bit to…
Between requests for snacks, lunch, sips of coffee, and requests to play Peter Pan, I’m grabbing five minutes to write. I should be playing Peter Pan. But I’ve been up…
Wide is the gulf of years between me and her. She wears my baby clothes, cherished through the years by her grandmother. Wider still the strand of DNA that bridges…
Smooky books, smooky stories, smooky movies. That’s Little Friend’s current request: things that spook (or smook), scare, and go bump in the night. This same little girl who feels it…
Love for a certain blonde haired, blue eyed, honey voiced Princess is in the air around here. “I’ll be Cinderella, and you be the mean Stepsister who is nice” I’m…