Happy Monday morning to everyone. There is something so liberating about Monday's, knowing the boys are safely off to school, Rob gets back into his plaid shirt and khaki pants and gets his routine going and I can joyfully pick up the pieces of a Pollack weekend. The laundry blows my mind, I literally fell knee first into one of our six overflowing laundry baskets. I am happy to report it's almost all clean laundry but, someone has to put it away.....or does she? I am grateful that I did get to sleep last night even though my head was filled of blogging ideas. It is my intention to use this blog to showcase my FunctionalFunk pottery and other artistic inspirations, my mothering trails and triumphs and our family adventures and misadventures. Often times it's the non-doing that brings me the greatest joy and contentment. It's those stolen moments that just happen, as if by magic. My boys constantly remind me to that conversation can't be forced and heartfelt moments can't be planned. So I try to be present and available waiting and wondering, available to capture it all in that special place in my heart that reminds me that they do notice, they do care and yes, they are amazing miracles that I helped to mold (I don't mean the kind that is taking over my shower). That should be on my list to tackle but, maybe I should just look at showering as a wonderful science experiment. Any tips on controlling mold in the shower?

On that note I need to move forward tackling my Monday morning mess. Helen is making cookies and I am hoping I don't dig too deep into the Apple Pie I made last night. I never knew I could make pies, without a recipe of course. Ethan said, "Mom you're really becoming a great baker!" Yes, honey a little sugar and a lot of butter and you too can become a great baker. I hope today is even better than you imagined it would be when the alarm went off this morning. Enjoy and like my dad always said, "Keep Smiling!"