Mama's Twig & Blossoms Blog

When Our Kids are Hard to Parent

In this age of social media where we tend to put only our best foot forward, and especially at Christmas when what we see on our Facebook and Instagram feeds are happy families wit...

A Small Request

This morning, as we were heading out the door for our walk to kindergarten, I asked my daughter what she'd like to do after school. She looked at me happily and said, "Mama, can yo...

How to Train Your Dragon Birthday Party

On a recent trip to Prague I pulled the kids into yet another  church and my daughter was about to revolt when my son said, "Sofia, shhh! Maybe this is one of the churches mama pr...

Big Feelings, Kid-Sized Packages

It is the tender hearted moments like this that tug so at my mama heartstrings. Yesterday my sweet littles had their first concert in German. Leading up to the day there were quest...

Kids in a Cage

We Love German playgrounds, they are the absolute best!! If you want to slide down a slide, you're going to have to work for it. And though my heart still sometimes skips a beat wh...

For the Unseen Among Us

It is Mother's Day and I have been effectively sequestered in my room, with a cup of coffee, while my husband and sweet children make Mother's Day magic in another part of the hous...

We grow where we're planted

Being a part of a military family means we move, a lot. In the last 9 years, we have lived in Texas, Arizona, Germany, (short stint in Kansas), Colorado, Kansas (again), Georgia, a...

I'm a Super-Hero, and so are YOU!

I was in the grocery store this morning when I got the call from the school. "The children are fine, but I have news for you that is not good. Because you are not registered at the...

Quilt in a Day

Many years ago my sister, excited I was showing an interest in her favorite hobby, loaned me a book called Quilt in a Day. I excitedly picked out my fabric (in hindsight, not the b...

What's on your beam?

Once a week, I said. How hard can it be? I'll publish a new blog post once a week. Ahahahaha, yes well, let me wipe the tears of mirth from my eyes as I tell you, the best laid pla...

That Magical Mommy Moment

**We are traveling, and busy, and instead of writing I’m watching my littles ride horses, collect eggs, feed sheep and scare buffalo. Yes, the cries of a girl begging to be carried...

Faking It

We are traveling and it is fun. (It is fun. It is fun. It is fun.) OK, I don’t actually have to convince myself, it really is fun (mostly). We’ve stayed in hotels and gone swimmi...

Turns out, you actually CAN pick your family

 There’s a line in To Kill a Mocking Bird that reads, “You can choose your friends, but you sho’ can’t choose your family.” I've heard this in many forms over the years. It's usual...

What's Under Your Deck?

  My family and I are getting ready to move. Have I told you that? Our house has been packed, the movers finish loading today, and then, after a good scrubbing (the house and us), ...

I Take Pictures of Poop

Every now and then, whilst flipping through pictures on my phone, I find one of poop. Let me explain. Potty training was a BIG DEAL in our house, as I’m sure it is in every home wh...

I WANT A CAKE POP!!!!!

 "I WANT A CAKE POP!!!" His voice was downright shrill, and seemed to reverberate throughout the store (or maybe it was just reverberating in my head?). It started innocently enoug...

Kangaroos Don't High-Five

Kangaroos don’t high-five. Those are the first words my sweet girl spoke when she woke up this morning. I chuckled to myself, thinking she was still asleep (oh what this child says...

Excuse the Mess

I don’t know how many ways I’ve said it:  “Excuse the mess."  "I’m so sorry, it’s been a crazy day here” (while gesturing to, you know, the whole of my unkempt home).  “Auggh, don’...