Two weeks ago today was Valentine’s Day, but we don’t call it that in our home. Papa Bear has always had this thing against “obligatory romance,” and for the record, he is ridiculously thoughtful and romantic year round, so I really have no problem passing up the flowers and crowded restaurants that surely would have awaited me.
Fact: My girls wear a lot of vintage clothing. I am innately nostalgic and have been seeking out good vintage finds at thrift stores & estate sales across the country for my own wardrobe since I was in middle school. It was a hobby & love of mine that, as an added bonus, happened to become a huge modern
When Clementine came into our world, she impacted it in every wonderful way. Parenthood felt natural and innate to Papa Bear and me. I’m sure that we did plenty of things “wrong,” but we had a healthy little vibe going on in our home and we loved learning as we went. It wasn’t long, though, before we started receiving
Where better to learn the art of puddle jumping than in sunny Los Angeles? I mean it! We got a couple rainy days in January, and LA is the only place I know of where Clementine could splash around during the dead of winter with bare legs, a gorgeous view of the city, and famous architecture right next to her
Mason jars are taking the modern kitchen, wedding, and photo shoot by storm. Hip? Absolutely, but let’s not be too quick to sell this fad short. Making the move to glass jars is also a very common choice among green mamas and you know what that means; there must be good and well researched reasoning behind it!