A surprise bike from the thriftshop. The first lesson: A father running alongside, never letting go no matter how much his back ached. A boy, so close to being five and all of the exciting changes that come with it. ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: It is scenes like this that make me remember why I’m doing this.

After my cloudy mood all last week, a little box of sunshine arrived on my doorstep Friday morning.  It was filled with bento supplies from Ichiban Kan. I used to make bento lunches for The Daddy Monkey a few years ago when he wasn’t able to come home for lunch.  It is a lot of […]

We’ve taken to talking about the weather around here.  I ask The Boy to look out the window every morning and tell me what the weather looks like.  I draw a picture on his chalkboard of the weather (The Girl helps) and add the caption that he tells me. It’s my hope that someday he […]