Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.
I'm a mommy of three (4, 6 and 7). I traded in my Secretarial skills for maternity clothes, burp rags and early hairloss. Although, the typing skills HAVE come in handy in this new blogging world. I run my own handmade boutique online (whiletheyplay.etsy).
my therapeutic remedies consist of photography, knitting and playing with my children.