3 Years Old.


“To the world you may be one person; but to one person you may be the world.” ― Dr. Seuss

Happy 3rd Birthday Bird. I'm so proud that we made you. You are so fierce and I happen to think you're spectacular.


5 years old

Dear Harper,

Happy birthday. Somehow we're here, you're 5 years old. 

Something about five feels big. Maybe it's the idea that schools around the corner or maybe its because I've felt a shift over the last few months, it's subtle but I feel the pull. It's started, and I wish I could hold tight and stop it, I wish I could keep you tightly tucked under my wing. I'd keep you safe forever. I'd shelter you from the cruelty you'll find in this world and keep you my happy little boy.

But nothing I can do will keep you little and though this world is cruel it's also beautiful, and even little boys aren't always happy. And this beautiful thing we call life has it's ups and downs and you'll get hurt, your heart will be broken, and I won't always be able to fix your problems. But I promise to always try. I want big things for you, but mostly I just want you to be happy and kind, don't ever lose your big heart.

Love you,


For the moment

What will my life look like without you as close? What happens when you grow up?

This holiday I'm making time to read, to play. I'm pulling myself away from the house work long enough to be present with them now. Because when you're stuck in the never ending tiredness, the never ending washing, the never ending parenting you easily forget it won't last forever and when you wake up and its over you'll wish it did. 



Hot dry summers. Swimming in the dam, salt sitting in the mud ready to be used on the leeches you knew would come. The local pool, playing in the creek. Boat rides, catching fish. Camping. And jumping on the trampoline with a sprinkler. 

I had so much fun on our trampoline, it was massive and had an Olympic mat that bounced you so high flips became easy, back then I had no fear. For years and even as I became a teenager I played on that trampoline. My old yellow trampoline is long gone, but I have a new one in my life. It doesn't seem to have the bounce mine did, maybe I'm not as strong... I'm certainly no longer fearless but my kids are. Lets make some new memories.