• Resolutions

    A clean fridge is a happy fridge.

    Our week is trudging along quite nicely. Boys got home late yesterday and we had just enough time to talk to them for a few minutes and then get them showered and to bed. My morning routine (waking up at 5am, journaling/meditating) is going so well – I am intensely enjoying that sacred time I have in the morning where no one else is around. Yesterday, I used my morning to do some extra reading. This morning, I found myself with an abundance of time (as no one woke up until after 8am this morning [an unheard luxury in these parts!]) so after completing my morning list, I reorganized the…

  • Crafting,  Organization,  Parenting

    Easy DIY: Magnetic Chore Chart

    I admit to being lured into all those pretty Pinterest-ey chore charts at first. You know the ones – beautiful, efficient, so-organized-and-perfect-that-it-can’t-be-true-kids-use-it-took ones.¬†Luckily, I took a step back for a moment and remembered that in this season, simpler is better. Rather than buy new, to slow down, be creative and use the materials I (mostly) had on hand to figure out something that would hopefully work for our family to motivate the boys to help keep things running smoothly here. For their ages, they’ve become surprisingly helpful since the arrival of the twins. My littlest guy will jump into folding laundry, changing loads over, emptying the dishwasher. My oldest son…

  • Organization,  Parenting

    Introducing: Our Toy Library (Part 1)

    I’ll be the first to admit my children don’t have a ton of toys. We don’t rush to buy them the newest thing and we’re pretty selective about what we allow in the house (to the extent we can be). Nevertheless, somehow children’s toys end up with a million small parts that ended up scattered everywhere, can never stay organized and are often the source of nighttime fights – who cleaned the most, who isn’t doing their share, shoving everything in single bins, etc. I’ve had enough. ¬†I hate that the boys sometimes spend almost an hour trying to get things cleaned up for bedtime. It makes me sad that…