As a mom of four and a lover of local, I've always believed Charlottesville deserved another option for children's clothing. It seemed the size of the town could support it, and there was a hole in the market for beautifully merchandised, ethically sourced, and fairly priced pieces. I'm so glad Ashley Sharp had the same thought after becoming pregnant with her daughter, Everley. Ashley opened Green Bean Baby Boutique in May 2017, with a newborn in tow. This weekend, GBBB celebrates its one year . . .
Memorial Day is just around the corner and cookouts are sure to be in abundance. My dear friend Janean, otherwise known as the Fredericksburg Foodie, is on the blog today with two mouth-watering recipes that are sure to delight this Memorial Day weekend. The Sweet Tea grilled chicken is a perfect way to ring in the season, and the Summer Sorbet Cake is as patriotic as they come for a weekend of celebration and remembrance. Welcome back to the blog, Janean! Thanks for sharing these amazing . . .
In just a few short weeks, my children will have completed another year of school. Months of buzzing alarms, class projects, book assignments, and after-school schedules will give way to sleeping past 6:30 (I hope), pool days, and summertime adventures with the neighborhood kids. I know eventually I will enjoy this slower pace of summer, but with four kids under one roof all day for three months, summer "break" often brings more anxious feelings than happy ones. This year, I'm determined to make . . .
When I asked my friend Amy Ashworth to let me interview her for The Thersday Series, I first requested that she adopt me into her family. Her 8- and 6-year-olds have WAY more stamps on their passports than me, and are learning lessons I could only dream of at their age. With each trip they take, I stand more in awe of the experiences the Ashworths are providing their children—pushing their boundaries, and opening their eyes to the world. Welcome, Amy, to the blog! I'm so glad you agreed to share . . .
Last week, I played hooky with my oldest daughter. I adjusted my work hours and pulled her out of school for no good reason other than to spend time with her. And guess what? I don't feel guilty about it. Not a bit. We drove out into the countryside near the foothills of Virginia and parked the car at Pharsalia—a plantation turned flower farm and event space that boasts some of the most breathtaking views of the Blue Ridge. We picked peonies and wandered the property. We learned . . .