For almost a decade, I lived in a town of less than 10,000 people. At first, I was a little leary of living in a small town, but as the years passed by, I grew to love it and the people that lived there. When we moved to that town, our only son was a year old. By the time that son went to kindergarten we had another son who was about three. As they were growing up, my workout routine had been to go to the gym in the morning while my husband was getting ready for work. But now, with carpool to school, I knew this time would no longer be feasible.
With three boys around our house, I feel we are always having “discussions”. Our time with these guys is limited. As I’m staring down my nose at 9th grade preview days and signing up for college tracks (What?!? When do preschoolers sign up for 9th grade?!?) I’m really reminded that the days are fleeting. In fact, our oldest son has a little over four years left under our roof. Four years. Gulp. [Read more…]
Well, hello March. March is kind of like no man’s land to me. It’s not still winter, but it’s not quite spring. Although, if you live in my neck of the woods, it feels like spring has sprung. Trees and flowers are blooming. The grass is turning green. My middle son is wearing shorts…wait, he does this year round. I guess that’s not a clear indicator of spring.
When our boys were 7, 4, and 1, I would attend two consignment sales a year. There would be one in the fall and one in the spring. I would sell their clothes and then buy their clothes. All in all I would spend about $200 a year buying their clothes. We have kissed those days good-bye.
Two of our guys are in the men’s department now. The men’s department. Mercy. Those are big boy clothes with big boy prices. In order for us to stay on our cash budget we have to get pretty creative, but we still manage to make it work each season. [Read more…]
Hi. My name is Jennifer and I’ve been intimidated of making a roasted chicken. Yep. I love to cook, but I’ve been scared of a chicken…until the other day when my friend, Elissa, posted a recipe for roasted chicken. I knew I could do it. Allow me to tell you how easy this Roasted Chicken is. I’m even going to throw in some roasted vegetables so dinner will be served once the chicken is done roasting.
Last weekend our oldest son was out of town with our church. I thought it would be a good idea for Jack to have two friends over to spend the night. While they went to bed fine, they all woke up at 3:00 am, ready to go. After a quick conversation, Fred encouraged them to head back to bed, which they did…until about 5:52 am. We are early birds around here so that time really wasn’t too bad. I laid in bed listening for a little while and low and behold those three fellas were making breakfast, specifically pancakes.
Growing up, my family always went on vacation to the beach in the summer. Always. In fact, for years at a time, we stayed at the same resort…except for that one summer where my mom thought it would be “fun” to do something different and we ended up at a hotel called the Rockin’ B Resort. Oh, the memories. Back to the beach. We would leave out really early on a Saturday morning and stay for a week. It was glorious. Many of my favorite childhood memories were left in the sand on the beaches of Panama City Beach, Florida.
Fast forward from my childhood to married life. Guess what my husband and I did for the first five years of our marriage?!? Yep. You guessed it. We went to the beach. We went in the summer from Saturday to Saturday because that’s what you do for vacation, right?