We made a stop at Niagara Falls on our way home from Missouri, and that “big, big waterfall,” as Beany still refers to it, was well worth the few miles out of our way. We only stayed a couple of hours, but it’s one of our favorite memories from the whole trip. Beany: Watching the falls from…
Breakfast from the Mennonites, memories from the farm
Someday, I think I might take up yoga. The idea of standing in a stretchy pose and being all poised and nimble and calm is definitely appealing. I think about it on occasion, but then I remember the 9-month-old pulling everything off the coffee table, the puppy ringing the bell to go outside and the…
Melting hot, colonial style
With the end of August rapidly approaching, we’ve been trying to squeak out every ounce of close-to-home vacation-esque fun that we can before the school year starts and the real busyness sets in. So a few weekends ago, our little family ventured northward for a little R&R amidst the colonial peeps of Williamsburg, Va. We…
Sun, sand and a seagull named Burt
Last weekend, Jared, Beany and I took a break from our regularly scheduled programming (a.k.a. hanging in the PJs and watching Food Network until noon) and headed a few hours east for our little lady’s first trip to the ocean. As per the advice of a friendly lady on our last flight back from Missouri,…