We have quite a routine around here. At the Brehm house, bedtime is a ceremony of sorts. Every night, around 7:20, we rally the troops, rock some "toys away" action, …
We have quite a routine around here. At the Brehm house, bedtime is a ceremony of sorts. Every night, around 7:20, we rally the troops, rock some "toys away" action, …
We danced. This morning. Between the laundry and the breakfast making. We danced. The boys had a night at grandma and grandpas and we were in bed by 10. It's been …
We were at a lunch following Adam's uncle's funeral when my brother-in-law told us. School shooting in Conneticut, he said. I immediately got on my phone to check it out. …
We're en route. Chicago bound. And it's just the two of us. I love our children but I also absolutely love when we have time to get back to basics. …
I looked at Barrett the other day. I mean, I look at him all day, every day. But the other day, I really looked. I don't know when it happened. …
In the last few months, I've had so many new babies enter my life. And I love them all. And even more, I love their mothers {and I guess, their …
Car shopping is the worst. I mean, I suppose it isn't the worst. After all, there is presence of famine, poverty, and disease in the world. But if we're talking …
This weekend, Adam and the boys stopped by the library for me and picked up some books I had on hold. While the boys and I frequent the library at …
Oh, Jonah. This phrase gets uttered a lot around the Brehm house these days. Because when it comes to Jonah, we are often at a loss. I suppose he's exactly what …
Barrett has decided, at least for the moment, that when he grows up, he will be a cement truck driver. This declaration came on the heels of his decision to …