My dad came to America when he was in his twenties, leaving his wife and baby daughter (me) in Taiwan. He spent a few weeks making sure that this new…
When I was a little girl, I never had the desire to become a ballerina. The frothy pink tulle, ballet slippers, pirouettes, and pointed toes…nope, not me. What I really…
Mediocrity…sometimes I feel that this word defines my life. Not because I consciously decide that I want to be average/ordinary/so-so/(insert your own adjective here), but I think sometimes I allow…
Yes, seriously. I am blogging about my cat. I have become THAT person. First of all, I am allergic to cats…runny nose, itchy eyes, hives and sneezes…so I never really…
I am not sure if she likes to be in front of the camera or behind the camera more! This is Mackenzie in one of her Sunday School dresses. Every…
Ribbon and wrapping paper flying all through the air…piles of plastic, noisy toys forgotten in minutes…jealousy, selfishness, tears and fighting kids…ahh, birthdays. A cynical view, I know, but for a…
Mackenzie loves taking pictures. She always wants to take pictures with my Canon X-Ti…yikes! I found her a disposable camera that was a wedding favor. She loves it and it…