The way he sees me

Last night I was putting medicine on Max's skin. He asked me, "Mom, why are you a doctor?"

"I'm not a doctor. I'm a mommy."

"No. You're a doctor."

Then today I was in the kitchen.

"Mom, why are you a baker?"

A doctor, a baker, a teacher, a writer...a mother. There is power in seeing myself the way he sees me.

A Day at the Park

A new puzzle passion

Learning how to play chess

65 and too cold for a walk

Our Hot Air Balloon

He really wishes he could eat that

Story time

Tommy's a big kid now. Almost too big to hold.

First Harvest of the Year

A Day at the Zoo

Rub-a-Dub-Dub

Selfies while we wait for Jane

Race you to the park!

Max's Note

Max wrote this "note" to Jane. According to her it says, "Write me an e-mail."

Swing Life Away

Selfies

Mmmmm beets

They go in that color and come out that color, too!