Category archives: My Boys

Rest Stop II

My portrait by my lovely husband This is kind of turning into a series (see part I here). We took a little trip to Vegas this past week with some friends and stopped about 45 minutes outside the city because the children were driving us insane. I don't know what it is about these rest stops that causes me to see the beauty in my kiddos. Maybe it's the chanc[...]

Rest Stop

On the way to the ocean last month we made a rest stop in a little town on the East side of California. We let the boys run crazy in this dumpy little field down the street from the gas station. They were SO happy to be out of the car. Their childhood is slipping away silently. And I don't always take the time to savor the little things I will one day miss a[...]