Codi Plaster
Codi grew up in a college town where she graduated (twice), met her husband, and still lives. When she had 3 kids in 3.5 years, no one was more surprised than her. Fortunately, instead of driving her crazy (although it was a close one), motherhood has brought her into a deeper faith and a daily reliance on the Lord. Her day job has her working with college students that she believe will change the world if they can get off of their phones long enough to get to work. Her husband is an incredible special education teacher and the kids are silly, whiny, funny, and loud which, as it turns out, is the perfect combination of their parents.
Yard Sales with Kids
I did not grow up going to yard sales, thrift stores, or antique stores. It’s likely that if anyone had asked me to join them, I would have thought that looking through other people’s...
Fresh Start
They say that hindsight is 20/20, right? A new year always finds me nostalgic and, honestly, more than a little stressed. Looking back over the year to celebrate personal triumphs, identify what did and...
Favorite Things: An Update
Sorry Ms. Andrews, but my favorite things are looking a little different this holiday season. Those white dresses with blue sashes may look great in pictures, but at my house they’ll be covered in...
Grateful over Greedy
One of my kids is really good at noticing when other people get to do fun things.
They are less good at noticing when they get to do fun things.
In those moments, I remind them...
DIY Costumes for the Last Minute Mom
In a perfect world our family’s Halloween costumes would be coordinated, home-made from things we already had lying around, and, no one would complain about being itchy. But it’s not a perfect world and...
D.I.Y Community
I think most of us are pretty familiar with the DIY shows: the shiplap, kitchen islands, and subway tiles are ubiquitous in the world of flipping houses. But what about those areas of our...
Low-Tech Boredom Busters
Every parent has that place they dread ... inevitably once your kids cross the threshold, they lose their actual minds. Maybe it’s the car, grocery store, doctor’s office, or a grandparent’s house. Maybe for...
On Fear and Mammograms
Somewhere along the way I told myself that hard things = bad things, and that I couldn't do hard things. Isn’t it scary how those things we tell ourselves(or that others tell us) become...