It's midnight and I should totally be sleeping. Moms aren't always known for their good choices, are we? These past two weeks have been some serious crazy. Five kids and a mom sick with four different things: strep, stomach virus, ear infection and my personal favorite, fever of unknown origin. Throw in some breathing problems, plantar warts and nasty foot infections I'm just about D-O-N-E with winter 2015. In hindsight, buying stock in penicillin and bandaids would've been smart. But ...

Squishy baby legs and adorably soft leggings. A match made in heaven, I tell ya. I'm pretty sure I've raved about Nell and her talents before. She's the momma behind Whole Parenting Goods and she blogs about all things hippy and natural, too. She lives in a beautiful family home (with awesome wood floors!) in Minnesota. And I can confidently say that after meeting her last summer at Edel, I consider Nell to be one of the most genuine, kind and ...

This Bishop taught me to love. More importantly, he taught my son to embrace holiness. Today, Bishop-Elect Daniel Garcia will become Austin's first Auxiliary Bishop. And, no doubt the Mass will be beautiful. I'm quite certain there will be some poignant moments as his family recognizes his new appointment. The altar will be spectacular as all those priests and bishops gather to celebrate the consecration. And, yes, I'll probably tear up a tiny bit (blaming it on the nursing hormones). ...

In the great green room, there was a telephone And a red balloon And a picture of a cow jumping over the moon... I have read those words hundreds - thousands - of times. With six sweet babies that have graced my arms, the story of Goodnight Moon never gets old. The baby still claps. The emerging reader still giggles. The older sibling still smiles. There's a reason they call it a classic. But as many times as I've read ...

Lent. By now, there must be 5,000 posts on how to make this your best Lent, ever. This is not that post. I'm a convert to Catholicism, so my take on Lent is probably markedly different than many Catholic moms. There are no years-long traditions of Fat Tuesday and Ash Wednesday celebrations for which I can draw inspiration. Nor are there stories of how I remember Lent growing up as a kid. It wasn't until we had children that we really ...

I have teased and teased about this transformation over on the 'gram. Trust me, nobody wanted it finished more than Scott and I. But, non-sleeping baby and five other kids tends to put the brakes on from time to time. First, let's look at the before, before. As in, this is what the house looked like when we first saw it. Might want to grab a Pepcid and some sunglasses. The owners were killing me with all that white. I ...