mother's day

despite the crazy day

despite the bargaining at meal time

despite the endless stream of mess

despite the fighting and name calling

I'd rather be their strugglin', to' up, stressed out mom,
 than anybody else in the world.


because they are brilliant


because their giggles are intoxicating


because they are miraculous


because they find new ways to see the world


and they think I am the greatest. 

your smile will change the world someday

Petra Stock, Nature Detective

A week of sunny days stringed together and the trees explode with leaves. It is strange to think that we will be long gone before this set of leaves changes and falls. It makes me a sad, with a fleeting sensation of thrilled. It is so completely bittersweet. 


Pita played Nature Detective this week, and labeled hand drawn pictures, in sparkly pink ink, in her notebook. She discovered a rock, a weed and a bug. Her inquisitive mind was frustrated by her discoveries though, and she expressed this by telling me that "everything [was] the same as last spring anyway." If only she knew how different she was.  

don't ever worry

Yesterday I read this after seeing it pop up a few times in my Facebook newsfeed. I really appreciate the idea of making sure my children know they matter, more than whatever is on my phone, more than anything, really.

Today I did a little better, they seemed a little brighter and we were a little happier.

my head and my heart

"petra. do you think mom loves you?" 

"yes." 

"are you sure?"

"yes. what's your favorite food?"

"indian food."

"so sure with indian food on top. super duper sure with indian food on top and your favorite fruit and favorite vegetable on top. zoopily doopily sure."

guess I am doing something right.