Author Archives: Taylor

I am happy to report that Miss America might be a fit mother after all.  Sam is one week old today, and a more cuter calf he could not be. She oft brings him to the feeders and water and … Continue reading →

I have a cute, green wire basket on my counter.  Its only purpose is to hold eggs.  My boys will never figure this out.  They bring eggs in and dump them on the couch, on the kitchen table, and on … Continue reading →

I don’t think Miss America is a very good mother. There. I said it. She is never with her calf.  Yesterday, I went to check on them and found the calf laying in some brush.  She was probably about 150 … Continue reading →

Today was just plain lovely.  Brunch and pedicures with two of my teacher gal pals. It looks like we all got the same color, but they were all three different.  It was fun and swell and a nice distraction from all … Continue reading →

On the morning of Kate’s surgery, it came to me.  A little voice.  It said: Taylor.  Paint the chicken coop Sea Serpent Blue. And I just could not ignore it. And then the voice suggested I also paint the door … Continue reading →

You might recall that my 17 year old, Kate, got her wisdom teeth out yesterday. We got home and she rested and felt much better.  And then, right before bedtime: Kate:  Mom.  Apparently I sent a video to Hadley when … Continue reading →

Today, I took a break from my new career as a Fixer Upper and took Kate into town to get her wisdom teeth out. Did you remember that I had teen daughters?  I do.  I have two of them.  They … Continue reading →

David is going to be surely glad when I go back to work.  Because, when I am teaching, that is all I have the energy for. Teaching.  That is it. But right now, I am on *summer break* and have … Continue reading →