We are immersed in summer mode in the Treat household. We finished up our homeschool year the week of my last blogpost, which means Camilla is finished with 1st grade. Now, I swore that we would do some math and a lot of reading over...
A few weeks ago, Adrian turned four-and-a-half and I realized I don’t write about him very much. Camilla is the one we’re homeschooling, the big first-grader. Evangeline is the baby, new and exciting and changing so fast you can see it happening. But Adrian, the...
To read the first part of this story, click here.We have a variety of oak tree in our back yard that doesn’t lose its leaves until spring. I don’t know what this oak is called. It could be a...
I’m trying to approach blogging with a more laid-back attitude than I have in the past. Last year I started to get “serious” about blogging, making sure I posted at least once (preferably twice) a week. Since we’re having...
A few years ago I wrote an amazing essay about how moms compete with each other. We falsely view our children as extensions of ourselves and tend to put way too much stock in how their behavior reflects on us. I fight this tendency constantly,...
It's Friday again. Woot woot! Today I join The Gypsy Mama to write for five minutes on her weekly prompt. No editing or rewriting allowed. Click on the link to her site if you want to try it, too. The prompt this week is "Loud".GOLast night they were especially...
I’ve had a few frustrating days recently. Pull-out-your-hair-and-scream kind of frustrating. No joke.We all have colds. We’re sick of being sick. We’re tired. Our patience is wearing thin. Photo by April RoskosAnd then Camilla pulled something...
My baby girl just lost her first tooth. That may not seem like a big deal to those of you without children, but I remember when that tooth first broke through her gums. If I...
It's unprecedented! A post two days in a row on Joy in the Journey? That never happens. Well, it's happening today. I mentioned a couple weeks ago that I was thinking about doing Five Minute Friday and here I am. I will write for five...
I was a terrible mom today. Really. Short-tempered. Frustrated. Of course, Camilla was not a stellar daughter, but that’s not really her job. Adrian hung onto my leg and whined the entire morning while I tried to do laundry and change the sheets. Camilla ignored...
