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Today is shop for Anissa day! Over 70 shops have agreed to donate a portion of today's sales proceeds to the family of Anissa Mayhew. Anissa is a wonderful blogger who recently suffered a major stroke.



My shop, Spunk Spice & a Little Bit of Glam, which sells handmade scarves, hats, blankets and photography props is donating 20% of the list price of anything purchased today and 10% of the list price of anything… Continue

Wear you, wear you, in the house

Wear you, wear you, will my spouse.

Through the mall and on a ship,

In a sling or by my hip.

At a party, in the kitchen.

Babywearing sure is bitchin'.



Wear you, wear you, here or there

I will wear you everywhere.



Auntie wears you in a pack,

Daddy wears you on his back.

Mommy wears you where you'll fit,

Standing up, or when I sit.

Snuggled close up to my chest,

Babywearing is the… Continue

I am disappointed in the increasing number of mommy-blogs I see going political. I'm not going to step onto my soapbox (for long), but I will say this, if your blog is a "mommy-blog" (as opposed to a political or current issue blog), then most of us are not tuning in to hear your views on the candidates.



Please keep in mind that the polls are split pretty close to 50/50, so each time you write a politically charged post, you're alienating half your readership.



In… Continue

Mom and Dad are in town this weekend to visit and sort things out with their new house. We (Mom, Dad, Casey, Jonathan and I) went furniture shopping this morning, which was unsuccessful as Mom has not figured out in what style she wants to do the new house. I vote for more hanging toucan rugs and seashell couches. Hehehe, sorry Mom.





This evening we ordered Chinese food. Jessica and Damon came over and we all ate on the floor at the new house. It was a little bit of a cluster,… Continue

A Letter of Thanks.



Dear body, dear friend, dear vessel of life, love and being. It was not always that I could look on you with such awe and gratitude. You once were just a body, not loved, not hated, just occupied. But in the past five years, you have shown me you are many things. You are a temple to be worshiped at by my husband, a source of loss and grief for to our family for those pregnancies that did not make it, a champion and tribute to perseverance and, above all else, the… Continue