The Latta Family

I debated on whether I would share this story because it doesn't exactly paint one of us in the best light. It gives a little more insight than perhaps I should, but I feel pretty sure many of you have had a similar conversation at some point- just maybe not as rudely as I ended it. I have been dreaming of my gardens that I am going to plant this spring. We're in the throws of February. The worst month of the year. I need something to get me through this stupid month! I have 3 gardens planned: a hydrangea garden along the side of my house, a cut flower garden, and a shady rain garden near the fence. I just spent 1.5 hours researching the plants I was going to use for my cut flower garden and shady rain garden. I've crossed out foxglove because it's poisonous, and added in allium because it is apparently awesome. I created a table on a Google doc with photos, information, and then created a layout. It's so stinking awesome! For my rain garden I've s

I stumbled on something brilliant. I'd love to take credit for it.  But I can't. My kids have spent the last few weeks arguing over who gets to set the dinner table.  HAHAHAHA.  It's true.  They legit argue over it.  I had to institute the "Alexa Sets One Day and Andrew the Next Rule."  Doesn't this story make me sound like I am a master parent?  Like I have reached expert levels? Don't let the story fool you.  (There were a series of mishaps today- one of which includes me completely forgetting Alexa had a dentist appointment- also my car keys have been lost . . . again) anyway- I'm not a genius, but I am good at taking advantage of a situation when it presents itself. Here's the magic trick: Alexa likes to set the mood, as well as the table.  She likes the lighting to be dim.  Andrew HATES the lights dim.  To stop the fight over the lights- I said, whoever sets the table- determines the mood lighting.  Now they fight over who sets the table