She was a simple caterpillar, living in the garden of a hotel restaurant. Her name? Fluffy Yellow Star. Aptly given by my six-year-old who discovered her in the bushes and took her on an incredible journey. We don’t really know if … Continue reading
She was a simple caterpillar, living in the garden of a hotel restaurant. Her name? Fluffy Yellow Star. Aptly given by my six-year-old who discovered her in the bushes and took her on an incredible journey. We don’t really know if … Continue reading
Today, we discovered a new kind of beauty, a new kind of interactive museum. Tucked away in two old warehouses, the Pace Art and Technology team created the Living Digital Space and Future Parks exhibition. A dual installation. The gallery offered one deeply … Continue reading
It appears to be a normal day as I park at after-care, ready to pick the girls up after a long day. Getting out from my car, I head to sign out table. Ahead of me, peeping out through a … Continue reading
The world is a wondrous place and Mia is my constant explorer. This morning, Mia’s explorations are directly due to my encounter with an unknown animal in the backyard last weekend at 1:30 in the morning. I was deeply asleep and remember hearing a low … Continue reading
Lately, Mia has been extremely vested in conducting scientific experiences. I learned when she says, “Momma, I’m doing my experiences.” What she really means is she is doing her experiments. In past week, she has conducted multiple experiences in the front yard using … Continue reading
It’s true, fairies are alive and well in Golden Gate park. Hidden in the base of a tree amongst the fountains and the groves, circled by the DeYoung, California Academy, and Spreckels Temple of Music, is a tiny wooden door. … Continue reading
It’s early Saturday morning, Ava is exploring the back yard. She runs in the house with a surprise in her hand. It’s small. It’s vibrant green. It’s a grasshopper. She shows me proudly. She smiles, “I am going to draw … Continue reading
Twirling. Swirling. Whirling. The sun sets warmly behind the hill, casting a pink orange glow over you. Dance, my ballerina. Dance. Faint music plays out from upstairs, but you hear your own song and dance to your own rhythm. Leaping. Turning. Jumping. Arms … Continue reading
Saturday, Ava set out her paints, placed an empty white piece paper on the table, and began to paint. She carefully took her index finger, dipped it in her paint, and crafted a large orange flower. A single finger pressing firmly onto … Continue reading
Ava really wants a kitten. Badly. She asks me every day when we can get a kitten. Every single day. I’ve been ambivalent about taking in more animals, as we already have a dog and a fish. But she keeps … Continue reading