With five kids and a ‘village’ of in-laws within shouting distance, there is always a celebration to anticipate.   It seems as if we are always planning a party, a toast, or some holiday gathering.

I love celebrations. I remember when I decided to choose champagne over white wine as a regular drink.  “Why wait for a special celebration?” I mused, “Why only use the good china on special days?” (more…)

When my children were in elementary school, before they were called to the bus at the end of the day, they had DEAR time.  This meant “Drop Everything and Read.”  For twenty minutes, they were allowed to choose a book or magazine and lose themselves in reading. (more…)

A few weeks ago I blogged about freeing my bunny, Bella.  Amazingly, for three weeks, she hung around our back yard as happy as could be.  I would feed her a daily treat, hold her in my lap and sing to her.  She grazed and roamed amongst the patches of clover. (more…)

Ah, the Fourth of July . . . hot dogs on the grill, brownies, fireworks, flags, and parades.  What a wonderful celebration of our ancestors’ break from the British Empire and the creation of a new nation. (more…)

Four years ago, I went apple picking on a New England farm and came home with a bag of Macs and a black baby bunny.  My children were initially thrilled with this new furry family member, but eventually the novelty wore off and Bella the bunny became my charge. (more…)