Today was the first full day of school for the twins. Last week was an intro week and they only went 1 1/2 hours. Today, however, they were there 8:30 - 3:30, along with Jonah. This means that for 6 whole hours I was with only ONE child (and a bubbly happy infant boy at that). Here is what I learned.
1) I need to wake up earlier.
2) I need to go to bed earlier.
3) Laundry is easier to do when people are not sleeping in their rooms on and off all day long.
4) It is much easier to move around the house without baby gates in between every room and every possible door shut.
5) The house is filled with all kinds of interesting house sounds that are audible when people are not screaming. I actually got scared today from a strange whistling sound that turned out to be the breeze in the trees. (Seriously, I'm not making this up).
6) I don't think I'm getting alzhiemers anymore. It is just really that much more difficult to remember information when 3 other people are talking to you. I felt like a genius today.
7) My house is really big.
8) No matter how much preparation, organization or planning you do, once your kids get home the chaos returns immediately.
9) I will be insanely depressed and lost when my kids no longer live at home.
10) I love school.
The Clan
Photo by Simon Cockayne
Stirred Up Soup
- Mama Soup
- Hi, I'm Mama Soup. I am the home manager for this crazy clan and I have made it my personal mission to record, here on this blog, our attempts at simplifying our life. I am usually wearing an apron and either cooking up some treat or thinking about what I can cook. I also love to paint, jog and drink hot tea. Welcome and thanks for visiting.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Monday, September 5, 2011
Slowing down
On holidays, no matter what holiday, I always feel that things move slightly slower. Well, maybe I just want things to move more slowly, but I think it's a valid desire. We need to take a bit to breath, actually see what is around us and enjoy all that we have worked so hard to obtain. Our culture pushes us to be continuously busy. Busyness equal productive in our eyes, or at least mine. Other countries have siestas, long lunches, shorter work weeks, more vacation, etc. In america, we try to fit 28 hours of work into 24 and say things like, "I don't really need more than 4 hours of sleep." If we are always moving this fast, how can we enjoy ourselves, our family, our friends, our loved ones?
Today, my family tried to slow down a bit. We did fewer chores and more matchbox car racing. Instead of getting all the laundry done, my husband AND I set up the train track with Jonah together (usually only one of us does this so the other one can be doing something "productive"). We even watched some family television this afternoon (unheard of in our house, as I do not like the TV on during the day) and had a great time commenting on what we were all focused on.
It is hard not to feel worthless when not accomplishing a task, but what we were accomplishing was truly much more important; we were building our relationships with each other. We set aside "things" and put first "people." As I write this, it is astonishing how little I value my time spent just being with someone and rather always evaluate the success of my day on how many "things" I get done. Because really, at the end of it all, its our relationships, not our things that see us through the hard times.
Peace,
Mama Soup
Today, my family tried to slow down a bit. We did fewer chores and more matchbox car racing. Instead of getting all the laundry done, my husband AND I set up the train track with Jonah together (usually only one of us does this so the other one can be doing something "productive"). We even watched some family television this afternoon (unheard of in our house, as I do not like the TV on during the day) and had a great time commenting on what we were all focused on.
It is hard not to feel worthless when not accomplishing a task, but what we were accomplishing was truly much more important; we were building our relationships with each other. We set aside "things" and put first "people." As I write this, it is astonishing how little I value my time spent just being with someone and rather always evaluate the success of my day on how many "things" I get done. Because really, at the end of it all, its our relationships, not our things that see us through the hard times.
Peace,
Mama Soup
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Giving
Along side my theme of simplifying and organizing is Giving. There is something about the act of giving that humbles us and makes us re-evaluate that which we already have, that is if you do it with the right intention. I suppose Jonah does not really experience what I am talking about when he has to give Elias's train back.
It also has a snowball effect, from my experience, because it just feels so good to give. It is so easy to get stuck on yourself. Each person's personal situation seems of upmost importance to them, but to everyone else it is not. This is where a lot of people's frustrations come from, feeling like someone else (or maybe everyone else) does not appreciate, understand or acknowledge the challenges that are present in their life. And you know what, it is true. Nobody else understands exactly what you are going through, but it doesn't really matter. It's all just ego and self-centeredness. When we are able to turn away from ourselves and focus on the underlying connection in us all (not the inherently human competition) then we can find a new kind of happiness.
I have fallen into the pattern of "me" focus, as promoted by our society at large (this is not an excuse just an observation). I can fill my day with concern only for my direct situation and easily forget that, as Plato said, "Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle."
Recently, we have had some amazing experiences of people giving to us as a family. We are forever gratefully and feel so lucky. As I sat and contemplated what I could do to repay these people it occured to me that I wanted to BE these people. I do not mean that in a jealous way, but that they are good idols. I have such respect and love for them I thought I should include in my mission to simplify (in a way, get back to basics) Giving.
All this being said, the reason (now this is an excuse) I have fallen into a pattern of "me", is that I have such little time and such little extra money (all because of too much STUFF - see how this fits into my simplify theme) that I barely have anything left over to give. I witness people with much less than I giving everyday. I needed to think outside the box. What did I come up with?
My hair. Yes, it is a small step, but at the same time it is a huge step. It is the first step in the right direction, which is usually the hardest to take. I love my hair (I know, a little ridiculous, but I've idolized The Little Mermaid for years) and I have always wanted to have long hair. But really, do I "need" this hair? I have more than enough and as I researched online about cancer victims and the blow to their self-esteem (on top of everything else) that loosing their hair does, it seemed silly for me to keep mine. Not to mention, I needed a hair cut anyways AND it would not cost me anymore to cut a lot of it off and give it away besides a little bit of shipping. So that is what I did. I just went out without saying a word to anyone, except my neighbor who sat with my children as I did this (talk about someone who gives unconditionally - she is wonder woman). Here is a pic, just so you believe me.
Not too bad, huh?
Peace,
Mama Soup
It also has a snowball effect, from my experience, because it just feels so good to give. It is so easy to get stuck on yourself. Each person's personal situation seems of upmost importance to them, but to everyone else it is not. This is where a lot of people's frustrations come from, feeling like someone else (or maybe everyone else) does not appreciate, understand or acknowledge the challenges that are present in their life. And you know what, it is true. Nobody else understands exactly what you are going through, but it doesn't really matter. It's all just ego and self-centeredness. When we are able to turn away from ourselves and focus on the underlying connection in us all (not the inherently human competition) then we can find a new kind of happiness.
I have fallen into the pattern of "me" focus, as promoted by our society at large (this is not an excuse just an observation). I can fill my day with concern only for my direct situation and easily forget that, as Plato said, "Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle."
Recently, we have had some amazing experiences of people giving to us as a family. We are forever gratefully and feel so lucky. As I sat and contemplated what I could do to repay these people it occured to me that I wanted to BE these people. I do not mean that in a jealous way, but that they are good idols. I have such respect and love for them I thought I should include in my mission to simplify (in a way, get back to basics) Giving.
All this being said, the reason (now this is an excuse) I have fallen into a pattern of "me", is that I have such little time and such little extra money (all because of too much STUFF - see how this fits into my simplify theme) that I barely have anything left over to give. I witness people with much less than I giving everyday. I needed to think outside the box. What did I come up with?
My hair. Yes, it is a small step, but at the same time it is a huge step. It is the first step in the right direction, which is usually the hardest to take. I love my hair (I know, a little ridiculous, but I've idolized The Little Mermaid for years) and I have always wanted to have long hair. But really, do I "need" this hair? I have more than enough and as I researched online about cancer victims and the blow to their self-esteem (on top of everything else) that loosing their hair does, it seemed silly for me to keep mine. Not to mention, I needed a hair cut anyways AND it would not cost me anymore to cut a lot of it off and give it away besides a little bit of shipping. So that is what I did. I just went out without saying a word to anyone, except my neighbor who sat with my children as I did this (talk about someone who gives unconditionally - she is wonder woman). Here is a pic, just so you believe me.
Not too bad, huh?
Peace,
Mama Soup
Friday, September 2, 2011
Getting nothing done
There are some days when nothing is going to get done. Today was one of those days. I filled out my "Daily Docket" this morning (taken from Tsh Oxenreider) and got absolutely nothing crossed off. The idea is to write down the 3 most important tasks for the day and then another 7 tasks so your to-do list has 10 items. You cross them off in the order they are written and are supposed to be happy if you only get the 3 MIT's accomplished. I suppose tomorrow I will just cross off today's date and re-name the list Sept. 3, 2011. At least I can draw a line through something.
Why did I get nothing done? Well, I think it's because I wrote down the wrong to-do's. It's not like I sat around reading magazines and sipping Bloody Mary's. The only "me" thing I did was eat a couple of meals and pee. I was on drop-off and pick-up duty today (which takes a total of 2 hours) and then there was the camping trip. No, not me (in case that is what you thought) but I did assist in the prep.
My oldest, Jonah, and hubby, Papa Soup, packed up after school and left for their first ever boys camping trip. Jonah was beyond excited and I had to spend my time calming him down and reminding him to get underwear. I also had to keep a keen eye on Bebe who continually moved all the items that Papa Soup was trying to lay out to pack. We have yet to find one walkie-talkie and Papa Soup's car keys (he ended up taking mine because they were running late).
All that adds up to one thing, I got nothing done. This is a good lesson, though. You just can't be productive every day and it's not helpful to sit around and feel bad about it. Instead, I think I'll open a bottle of white (I'm having fish tonight) and just enjoy that I only had to put three kids to bed instead of four. And the best part.....all three are still in cribs which means no one will show up at my bedside unannounced in the morning. Enjoy the camping boys!
Peace,
Mama Soup
Why did I get nothing done? Well, I think it's because I wrote down the wrong to-do's. It's not like I sat around reading magazines and sipping Bloody Mary's. The only "me" thing I did was eat a couple of meals and pee. I was on drop-off and pick-up duty today (which takes a total of 2 hours) and then there was the camping trip. No, not me (in case that is what you thought) but I did assist in the prep.
My oldest, Jonah, and hubby, Papa Soup, packed up after school and left for their first ever boys camping trip. Jonah was beyond excited and I had to spend my time calming him down and reminding him to get underwear. I also had to keep a keen eye on Bebe who continually moved all the items that Papa Soup was trying to lay out to pack. We have yet to find one walkie-talkie and Papa Soup's car keys (he ended up taking mine because they were running late).
All that adds up to one thing, I got nothing done. This is a good lesson, though. You just can't be productive every day and it's not helpful to sit around and feel bad about it. Instead, I think I'll open a bottle of white (I'm having fish tonight) and just enjoy that I only had to put three kids to bed instead of four. And the best part.....all three are still in cribs which means no one will show up at my bedside unannounced in the morning. Enjoy the camping boys!
Peace,
Mama Soup
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Heading back to basics
We've all read about it, possibly thought about it and maybe even attempted it, cooking with the kids. There is a great blog out called "Bella and Dash" where the mom cooks with the children every night and records it online. Check it out for a dose of humor and inspiration. Indeed, there is something special about cooking, I of all people know that, but like all other activities it can be hard to include little wandering hands and non-stop questioning minds.
The pay off, however, is great. It teaches our children something not only very useful, but something rewarding that can be refered back to all their life. Some of my best memories are whipping up some crazy from scratch meal in my very small ill equiped dorm kitchen with my best friend and college roomie, Rachie. It was a great stress reliever and "back to basics" moment for us. Cooking offers some soul soothing stuff that you just can't get from plan 'ol eating. There is magic and creativity in the process and much more room for error than people think.
Practically speaking, it helps us eat healthier (you tend to use less butter when you realize that a whole stick went into the potatoes already) and gives us an appreciation for the transformation of garden to table (another whole topic I will bridge into at a later date). Children absolutely love to learn about this amazing yet natural process. It does not have to be difficult or complicated; generally the simpiler the recipe the better it is anyways. Funny how this theme keeps popping up on me.
So, as dinner approached this afternoon I called Jonah into the kitchen and invited him to cook. I wish I had my camera out at that very moment to capture the pure excitement and joy on his face. Our menu: baked tofu bites and rice noodle salad with carrots and soy beans. (No, I'm not one of those vegetarian cooks or crazy soy lovers but I do believe that it is healthy and more importantly it was all I had on hand). An aside: I still need to work on simplifying my menu planning/shopping. I have always cooked off the top of my head with whatever was around, which is fun, but not the most time efficient or effective cooking method with 4 small children.
Now, a note about my children. My children are not picky eaters. They have no allergies and will at least try most of what I put down, but as they grow older they "become" pickier and pickier which is why I just don't buy it. They are discovering what they like and do not want to eat anything else. Well, I won't have it. PB & J is great, but not three times a day. So, I also am viewing my "back to basics" attempts to get my children in the kitchen as a way to continue to expand their palate instead of allowing them to shrink it. So, our menu was slightly daring. I generally cook two separate dinners, one for the children and one for the adults. I find that by doing this I am not only complicating matters, but also feeding the children less interesting meals and just whatever I think they might eat the most of and with littlest mess. This is not always the healthiest choice. Also, they tend to try more if I'm sitting next to them eating that strange looking green thing and saying things like, "Yum! This is so good."
I started Jonah out with shelling edamame and he took this job very seriously.
Showing off his work.
I need to get a bit better at capturing the right moment, but here is the finished product (before baking) of our tofu bites.
Now for the best part. The kids all ate it! Elias, who really does not eat meat much gobbled it all up and Jonah, who did have to fuss about not having PB & J, sat down and almost cleared his plate once he saw the twins eating. What a wonderfully fun dinner and a huge success. I am vowing to attempt to incorporate this basic activity into my weekly routine at least once or twice (per week). I want to continue to keep the balance of simplifying and holding on to my marbles, while focusing on the right stuff - so for now this is not a daily thing, but we'll see where it goes.
Peace,
Mama Soup
The pay off, however, is great. It teaches our children something not only very useful, but something rewarding that can be refered back to all their life. Some of my best memories are whipping up some crazy from scratch meal in my very small ill equiped dorm kitchen with my best friend and college roomie, Rachie. It was a great stress reliever and "back to basics" moment for us. Cooking offers some soul soothing stuff that you just can't get from plan 'ol eating. There is magic and creativity in the process and much more room for error than people think.
Practically speaking, it helps us eat healthier (you tend to use less butter when you realize that a whole stick went into the potatoes already) and gives us an appreciation for the transformation of garden to table (another whole topic I will bridge into at a later date). Children absolutely love to learn about this amazing yet natural process. It does not have to be difficult or complicated; generally the simpiler the recipe the better it is anyways. Funny how this theme keeps popping up on me.
So, as dinner approached this afternoon I called Jonah into the kitchen and invited him to cook. I wish I had my camera out at that very moment to capture the pure excitement and joy on his face. Our menu: baked tofu bites and rice noodle salad with carrots and soy beans. (No, I'm not one of those vegetarian cooks or crazy soy lovers but I do believe that it is healthy and more importantly it was all I had on hand). An aside: I still need to work on simplifying my menu planning/shopping. I have always cooked off the top of my head with whatever was around, which is fun, but not the most time efficient or effective cooking method with 4 small children.
Now, a note about my children. My children are not picky eaters. They have no allergies and will at least try most of what I put down, but as they grow older they "become" pickier and pickier which is why I just don't buy it. They are discovering what they like and do not want to eat anything else. Well, I won't have it. PB & J is great, but not three times a day. So, I also am viewing my "back to basics" attempts to get my children in the kitchen as a way to continue to expand their palate instead of allowing them to shrink it. So, our menu was slightly daring. I generally cook two separate dinners, one for the children and one for the adults. I find that by doing this I am not only complicating matters, but also feeding the children less interesting meals and just whatever I think they might eat the most of and with littlest mess. This is not always the healthiest choice. Also, they tend to try more if I'm sitting next to them eating that strange looking green thing and saying things like, "Yum! This is so good."
I started Jonah out with shelling edamame and he took this job very seriously.
Showing off his work.
I need to get a bit better at capturing the right moment, but here is the finished product (before baking) of our tofu bites.
Now for the best part. The kids all ate it! Elias, who really does not eat meat much gobbled it all up and Jonah, who did have to fuss about not having PB & J, sat down and almost cleared his plate once he saw the twins eating. What a wonderfully fun dinner and a huge success. I am vowing to attempt to incorporate this basic activity into my weekly routine at least once or twice (per week). I want to continue to keep the balance of simplifying and holding on to my marbles, while focusing on the right stuff - so for now this is not a daily thing, but we'll see where it goes.
Peace,
Mama Soup
The Morning Routine
Such high aspiration I had for organizing and simplifying everything before school started. It just didn't pan out. I have the laundry room organized, and I have to admit that I have taken a few Mama "time-outs" as we call them in that very room. You know, when you want to put your child in time-out but either don't have the energy for that battle or are afraid you might toss them too firmly into the time-out chair, so instead Mama takes the time out. I used to go around the corner from wherever I was, but now the laundry room is my go to spot. Just being in the laundry room makes me feel more in control. I have only the items that belong in that room on the shelves and everything is labeled with words if they are for adults and with pictures if they are for the children (our laundry room is also our mud room/coat closet).
So, that is all I have gotten organized. Not that the rest of the house is destroyed, but it certainly has items laying around that only complicate matters. For instance, this morning while trying to feed the children I went in and out of my wonderful walk-in pantry about seven times. Each time I either moved the feather duster off of the shelf I was trying to use, tripped on it because I had thrown it on the floor the last time or ended up carrying it to the bathroom with me because I was telling someone to get back in their seat and I did not realize I was still holding the feather duster. Now, to make matters even worse, I don't even use this feather duster. I like the idea. I've tried to use it many times, but in truth it makes a mess. The feathers fly out all over the room and instead of cleaning up cob webs I am picking up stray feather. So, I'm not sure how much time I have waisted with my feather duster, but it just needs to leave my home. This is one of the many things that seem helpful, but is not.
Now, I know it seems like I should just go throw away that silly feather duster right now, but I have since forgotten where I shoved it when I chased Bebe down the hall with honey dripping from her hair. Maybe you can see now why I need to set aside special time to go through each and every room with a fine toothed comb and get rid of all the junk that at first glance does not look like junk. I need to simplify.
At least as I headed out the door I was able to grab each child's shoes with no fuss. They were clearly labeled in the lovely and newly organized laundry room. Come to think of it, I bet that's where the dreaded feather duster is now!
Peace,
Mama Soup
So, that is all I have gotten organized. Not that the rest of the house is destroyed, but it certainly has items laying around that only complicate matters. For instance, this morning while trying to feed the children I went in and out of my wonderful walk-in pantry about seven times. Each time I either moved the feather duster off of the shelf I was trying to use, tripped on it because I had thrown it on the floor the last time or ended up carrying it to the bathroom with me because I was telling someone to get back in their seat and I did not realize I was still holding the feather duster. Now, to make matters even worse, I don't even use this feather duster. I like the idea. I've tried to use it many times, but in truth it makes a mess. The feathers fly out all over the room and instead of cleaning up cob webs I am picking up stray feather. So, I'm not sure how much time I have waisted with my feather duster, but it just needs to leave my home. This is one of the many things that seem helpful, but is not.
Now, I know it seems like I should just go throw away that silly feather duster right now, but I have since forgotten where I shoved it when I chased Bebe down the hall with honey dripping from her hair. Maybe you can see now why I need to set aside special time to go through each and every room with a fine toothed comb and get rid of all the junk that at first glance does not look like junk. I need to simplify.
At least as I headed out the door I was able to grab each child's shoes with no fuss. They were clearly labeled in the lovely and newly organized laundry room. Come to think of it, I bet that's where the dreaded feather duster is now!
Peace,
Mama Soup
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Re-introduction
Hello dear readers,
Today I am re-introducing my blog, mainly to solidify my point to myself, but also to give this writing a framework. I find myself composing blog posts in my head all day long, but as evidenced by my blog, they are rarely typed out. I have so much to say, weather it is interesting or not is up to someone else, but it must come out. My head is getting too cluttered and I have recently vowed to de-clutter my life. So here it goes.
A little background on the new found motivation: Simply put (as simplicity is my focus) I went on a month long trip with my four children and brought each person only five changes of clothing. It was wonderful! Never once did I wish I had some article of clothing that I did not bring and to my surprise, most of what I left behind I had actually forgotten about when I returned. I had first hand experience of "less is more" and it was so freeing. I want to apply that motto to my entire life. I want to get rid of all the stuff that junks up my house, my time, my brain and my car. I want to discover all of those things that I have said I "need" but really do not. I know that there are many others that want the same because I have read their blogs or articles and found motivation from them. It is my hope that I can hold myself accountable while at the same time, possibly, help motivate someone else.
Now, about me: I am a homemaker. I have a busy group of young cubs that fill my time with activities that seem like they should not be actual activities (like scrubbing jelly off door knobs). I've been known to honestly use the excuse, "I had to clean up poop from the floor" more than once as to why I did not do something I should have. In a nutshell, I'm busy chasing my tail and I don't need more stuff that is supposed to help save me time because really it just slows me down. Remember, Less is More (I say this to remind myself, not you).
I admit, I have fallen prey to all kinds of devices, organizers and books that have promised to help me get it all together but have only created more clutter for me to wade through as I try to find a clean diaper and a pack of wipes that actually has some moistness left (don't you find that these dry out if you even think about leaving it open?). That being said, now I will pause and give an exception. Tsh Oxenreider's book "Organized Simplicity" is wonderful. She is inherently organized and apparently a natural at keeping her life simple. I keep her book on my desk and refer to it often. I have used many of her suggestions and follow her blog, simplemom.net. Please check her out for some great resources.
Back to my re-introduction though. My time and words here are multi-faceted; I hope to blow off some steam (I’ve never met another parent that didn’t have steam), connect with other parents in similar situations and hopefully offer up some support and humor from our daily lives.
As a family, our goal is to live, grow and learn together while focusing on kindness and compassion. Our world seems to present more and more choices, which, while greatly appreciated, can make for a more hectic and stressful day. We strive to simplify our surroundings and find the joy in the little things we often overlooked. My husband and I want to raise our kids to appreciate others and see the beauty that the natural world has to offer. Sometimes it seems so complicated and difficult to take the simpler path, but we truly believe that it is the better path for our family.
Please join us on our journey to try and find the balance that so many of us strive for in our swift modern day world.
Today I am re-introducing my blog, mainly to solidify my point to myself, but also to give this writing a framework. I find myself composing blog posts in my head all day long, but as evidenced by my blog, they are rarely typed out. I have so much to say, weather it is interesting or not is up to someone else, but it must come out. My head is getting too cluttered and I have recently vowed to de-clutter my life. So here it goes.
A little background on the new found motivation: Simply put (as simplicity is my focus) I went on a month long trip with my four children and brought each person only five changes of clothing. It was wonderful! Never once did I wish I had some article of clothing that I did not bring and to my surprise, most of what I left behind I had actually forgotten about when I returned. I had first hand experience of "less is more" and it was so freeing. I want to apply that motto to my entire life. I want to get rid of all the stuff that junks up my house, my time, my brain and my car. I want to discover all of those things that I have said I "need" but really do not. I know that there are many others that want the same because I have read their blogs or articles and found motivation from them. It is my hope that I can hold myself accountable while at the same time, possibly, help motivate someone else.
Now, about me: I am a homemaker. I have a busy group of young cubs that fill my time with activities that seem like they should not be actual activities (like scrubbing jelly off door knobs). I've been known to honestly use the excuse, "I had to clean up poop from the floor" more than once as to why I did not do something I should have. In a nutshell, I'm busy chasing my tail and I don't need more stuff that is supposed to help save me time because really it just slows me down. Remember, Less is More (I say this to remind myself, not you).
I admit, I have fallen prey to all kinds of devices, organizers and books that have promised to help me get it all together but have only created more clutter for me to wade through as I try to find a clean diaper and a pack of wipes that actually has some moistness left (don't you find that these dry out if you even think about leaving it open?). That being said, now I will pause and give an exception. Tsh Oxenreider's book "Organized Simplicity" is wonderful. She is inherently organized and apparently a natural at keeping her life simple. I keep her book on my desk and refer to it often. I have used many of her suggestions and follow her blog, simplemom.net. Please check her out for some great resources.
Back to my re-introduction though. My time and words here are multi-faceted; I hope to blow off some steam (I’ve never met another parent that didn’t have steam), connect with other parents in similar situations and hopefully offer up some support and humor from our daily lives.
As a family, our goal is to live, grow and learn together while focusing on kindness and compassion. Our world seems to present more and more choices, which, while greatly appreciated, can make for a more hectic and stressful day. We strive to simplify our surroundings and find the joy in the little things we often overlooked. My husband and I want to raise our kids to appreciate others and see the beauty that the natural world has to offer. Sometimes it seems so complicated and difficult to take the simpler path, but we truly believe that it is the better path for our family.
Please join us on our journey to try and find the balance that so many of us strive for in our swift modern day world.
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