Biscuit Feet & I’m Still Here

So, my poor blog.  Oh, this poor, underused, space is probably feeling like the black sheep of my social media these days.  But what can I say?  Being a mom to a spirited 3 year old, pregnant with my 2nd, running a business, holding up a household, balancing a part-time job with a sad social calendar. . . sometimes, it’s just that the words are in my head but I have no time or desire to get in front of the computer to write it all out.  And besides, I don’t want to write fluff.  I want substance.

And sometimes substance is hard when your doing all of those other things, because those things require even more substance.

I’m digressing, I think.

So, just for today, so you know I’m alive and well, I’m just going to share a thought that is totally fluff, and pinky-swear that I’ll be back on here again soon.  With rock-hard, fluffless blog entries.  Here goes:

Six months after Honeybean was born, I went for my check-up and brought her with me.  My midwife commented that Honeybean had “biscuit feet,” and I’ve never forgotten it.  Mostly because it was cute of my midwife to notice, and because it’s true.  My daughter has high and wide feet – and as a baby, you can imagine that they might look like little breakfast biscuits.

And cute little champagne grape toes.

Nom nom nom on the baby feet all day.


These are the things that make my heart warm up – probably much like a … biscuit.

And these are the blips on my Mom Radar that give me pause to think about what makes my family uniquely us – and at the same time, what connects us to every other family and makes us the same.

This is why I love what I do – connecting with other families through our passions:  homebirth, homeschooling, homesteading (I’m sensing a pattern here).  And then, appreciating the different things that make us all uniquely part of the big ol’ puzzle of life.

Look, I didn’t promise Shakespeare … I said this was fluff.

Anyhow, while I’m working on getting things organized for this new phase of our lives (Babybean #2 is coming in soon!) just sit tight.  All the Thoughts will be hitting the blog soon.




Accidental Pumpkins

So, summer is ignoring my request to slow down and let me enjoy what I can – in light of me having walking pneumonia for the past 2 weeks immediately following a business convention – I pretty much feel like the school year is just going to pop up and start tomorrow.

It might as well, considering that I already have pumpkins in my yard.  And not green, small ones, either.

No, I have large, orange, jack-o-lantern-ready pumpkins scattered about a large corner of my yard.  And I realize they won’t last until October, which just adds to the melancholy of it all.

accidental pumpkins 1

But still, I have to smile.  Because these pumpkins totally happened by accident.  They were in the garage after Thanksgiving just rotting away and the hubs decided to toss them into the yard and turn them into the ground.  Compost, I believe, was the original thought here.

But no, Mother Nature had other ideas and now we have a large pumpkin patch with about a dozen carve-ready pumpkins.

Any takers?  Just 10c a pound!

accidental pumpkins 3

This all just makes me think about the little actions (and the big ones, too) that lead to unexpected, yet joyful, occurrences in life.  You toss a few pumpkins in the yard expecting compost, but you end up with a bumper crop of gourds.

There’s a metaphor in there somewhere, I just know it.

But it gave me pause today to just think about the little things I do every day that could lead to some serious joy in the future (or some serious pain, depending on what I’m doing).

The little things I do with my daughter – the little moments of giggles and play and painting toes and holding her a little longer when she falls asleep in my arms.  I know these have to matter.

The little things I do every day for my business – reaching out to someone who needs my services, watching an educational video, reviewing my notes, touching base with my team.  I know this will build it big one day – sooner than I think, probably.

The little things I do for my husband, my house, maybe even my dogs – these things add up – and maybe in the moment it doesn’t look so big – but then one day, you walk outside and there’s a huge pumpkin patch full of pumpkins…

accidental pumpkins 2

I think that’s my metaphor.  I’m still working it out.  But you get the idea.

So, I think, instead of making grand, sweeping plans for what remains of my summer vacation, I will instead be intentional about making small, sweet, important things happen – to build something bigger than I could have ever imagined at all.

Happy August!

Glass from the Past

I love glass.


I love collecting glass things, especially old glass things.



When my grandmother passed away, I discovered a bucket full of colorful glass spice jars from Wheaton Village in her garage.  This was a special find for me – not just because it was glass, and colorful, and old, but because of this:


Sewing notions in her spice jars.

Why not put your mismatched sewing notions in pretty glass jars if you can?  I mean, I would…

I know that my grandmother enjoyed collecting these jars because they are pretty, but I also know she had a repurpose in mind.  That was farm life:  use it up, wear it out, make it do, or do without.  Might as well make it beautiful while you’re at it.  My mommom was hip to the repurposing/upcycling movement before it was cool.

bottle lamp with corks

In a blog post from awhile ago, I mentioned how I’m learning about myself through remembering her life.  As I sort through these glass jars that belonged to my grandmother, I see a lot of myself.  I collect things because they are pretty, and I’m always thinking of how to use things in more than one way.  This is a legacy for me:  these traits and joys that make me unique stem from someone whom I loved.  And with each jar that I clean up and shine again, I see it even more.

Use it up, wear it out, make it do, or do without.

My grandmother lived the saying.  And I’m finding the same to be true for myself, especially now that I’m a parent.  I’m finding the beauty in everyday things, the satisfaction in repurpose, the joy of simplicity.


Plus, these jars are just very lovely.

And for those of you who know me really well… when I discovered that tealight candles fit nicely into these spice jars:


Well, you know.

Teacherpreneur: Me?

I love a good challenge.

When I completed my Masters degree and basked in the high praise of the fully vested Ph.D. professors after my final presentation, I was launched into a completely new place regarding my career.


Before that time, though, I had it in my head that I would move on to take more classes and eventually become an LDT-C (a.k.a. Learning Consultant within a school or district).  But after some extensive research and consultations with those same professors over the past few weeks, I’ve decided that track isn’t right for me.  Instead, I want to stay in the classroom – but also begin to lead other teachers, parents, policymakers, and members of the community, too.

I want to be a Teacherpreneur.

What does a Teacherpreneur do?  Well, pretty much anything.

Some Teacherpreneurs have created new positions for themselves within their respective districts, others have been invited to speak as experts at conferences and conventions, while others have been able to implement real, tangible changes within their schools that have truly benefitted the students.

For me, I can see any of the above happening, plus a few other things, like a published book, a teaching position in higher education, or a new schooling concept.  Really, the possibilities are endless – and I like that.  This ultimately allows me to be as creative as possible – and that is exactly what I’ve been searching for.

The world of teaching has finally become my oyster.

So, I’ll be posting my updates, ideas, lessons, and progress from time to time and I hope you’ll join me on this journey!  You can find everything on my Teacherpreneur page.

If only I had this list 8 months ago…

I might be further along in my “house projects” now.

Oh, who am I kidding?  What I really need is a new, bigger house with a ridiculous amount of closet space and about half the stuff I currently own.

But in the meantime, if you know of someone who has (or will be having) a baby soon, here is a lovely list of things that you (or anyone else) can do to help out:

After The Birth: What a Family Needs

Return of the Joy Dare: a simple, old timey joy.

Today my joy is found in something so simple, it borders on mundane.  But, to me, it’s a small, easy joy that reminds me of my childhood.


A retractable clothesline strung festively across my deck. 


I love that I’m satisfied with simple things, little things.  That I can find a way to enjoy laundry, on some old-fashioned, charming level. 

And this?


Well, it just makes me think of the ocean, and summer, and that some very good days are coming.