Every Day I’m Hustling

I know that song is in your head now. You’re welcome. For real though, this is what life has been like lately. We are hustling. Getting up way too early. Scheduling and organizing every tiny bit of our time. My “Happy Planner” is finally getting the use it should. (If you don’t have one, you…

An Ode to Little Hands

You know the “small hands” song by Jewel? After hearing it for the 709th time, my dad started calling her the “little hands girl,” and that is how I always think of her now. Today, that song is in my head, and all I see are little hands. The little hands I’m most seeing right…

10 Things You Can Do To Make Today Better

Happy Friday, folks!  I bet you’re already thinking today is pretty spectacular because it’s the weekend! But if you really want to have the best day ever, try these suggestions on for size. Let’s have an amazing day! 1-Play Nancy Drew (or your version of it). When I was a little girl  I wanted to…

Three Deep Breaths

Three deep breaths. That’s what I tell my three year old when he starts getting upset. “Hold on buddy, it’s going to be ok. Let’s do some deep breaths!” In his perfect child like faith, he usually will stop and copy me. Breathe in 1-2-3, breathe out 1-2-3. Okay, now let’s figure this out. For…

5€ Healthy Dinners – Black Bean Burritos

When I left my job last year after Little #3 was born, our lives changed a bit. In addition to the added chaos and exhaustion (and of course, the joy and love!), we also began the adjustment of going from two incomes to one. My husband and I sat down and wrote out a super…

The Taming of the Shrew, I mean, Tongue.

I am sassy. Like, for real sassy. And it goes way back. To give you an idea, when I was five, I told a mean lady at my church to “Go to Hell.” (I know, gasp! shock! Ariel, how could you?!?) In all fairness to my parents, I did not hear that kind of language…

Confessions of a People Pleaser

My name is Ariel, and I’m a people pleaser. It’s a strength and a weakness sometimes; but mostly, it sucks. I let my need to be liked, appreciated, cared for, etc., take over in relationships—both personal and professional, and often get myself too far in over my head—all because I want to please people. Now,…

The Expat Life

I sort of moved to Portugal on a whim. I mean, looking back, I definitely see how God brought me to this place, for a reason, but at the time, I was 23 and looking for an adventure. I’d just graduated from University with a degree in Education and had moved back to my home…

The Age of “Whadda Doooing?”

Though the baby-talk spelling of the title above may put you off, I promise, there’s a reason. This was my two-year old son’s favorite saying. He’d barge into the bathroom/bedroom/kitchen/living room, slam the door and ask, “Mommy, whadda doooing?” I actually get asked this question multiple times a day, to which there’s always the reply…