Every October I ask my kids what they want to make together, and the answer is almost never anything fancy. These are the treats that keep coming up year after year in our house, all simple enough to make on a weeknight. I’ve ordered this list from our earliest, most stayed-around tradition to the newer…
I get asked all the time how we feed a house full of picky eaters, keep the lights on, and still manage a night out here and there without our budget falling apart. The truth is, it’s never one big dramatic change. It’s a bunch of small, boring habits stacked on top of each other…
My grocery cart looked completely different before kids than it does now. Some of that is about money, and some of it is just realizing certain things weren’t earning their spot in the cart to begin with. I’ve ordered this list from the small, easy swaps to the bigger mindset shift underneath all of them….
I used to think a well-stocked kitchen meant having a gadget for every single job. Somewhere around the third time I couldn’t close a drawer, I started actually looking at what was in there. This list runs from the small, easy stuff I ditched years ago to the one bigger habit sitting underneath almost all…
My kitchen used to be furnished by whatever showed up. Wedding gifts, hand-me-downs, and a lot of things I bought because they were on sale and I figured I would use them eventually. Somewhere around the time I actually started cooking every single day, I noticed most of that stuff was just taking up space…
A few months back I read something about microplastics that stuck with me the way things do at eleven at night, right when I should have been asleep instead of scrolling. This whole project started as one of the small changes on my running list of mom life hacks and it turned into something bigger….
The best pick me up I ever got in the mail was not a gift card or anything from a store. It was a regular envelope with three tea bags taped inside, a sheet of stickers, and a note that said “saw these and thought of you.” I still have that note in a drawer….
I have read a lot of advice about getting kids to eat produce, and most of it was clearly written by someone who has never watched a six-year-old inspect a green bean like it owes them money. So this list is not theory. Everything here has actually been eaten in my house, more than once,…
I have raised a picky eater. Not the cute kind who “prefers pasta,” the kind whose accepted-foods list once fit on a sticky note with room left over, and whose dinner-table standoffs deserve their own documentary. We’re on the other side of the worst of it now, well enough that I wrote a whole list…