tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752544695499885154.post1466050901853969361..comments2024-03-22T03:21:52.628-04:00Comments on Reading, Teaching, Learning: Slice of Life Story Challenge - Day 14 - Breakfasts with KatieHolly Muellerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00476411667354933648noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752544695499885154.post-67657545159688416622016-03-14T22:48:00.163-04:002016-03-14T22:48:00.163-04:00Oh, you are pulling at my house heart strings! Wh...Oh, you are pulling at my house heart strings! What a sweet memory -- every morning as I make the girls lunch, they sit across from me and eat breakfast and I sneak in a lunch note. So many little traditions started in that house and this house ... I'm enjoying your love notes about your home.Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04822472844833732246noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752544695499885154.post-86006162966666470282016-03-14T17:47:44.983-04:002016-03-14T17:47:44.983-04:00This is a delightful post about the time you spend...This is a delightful post about the time you spend with Katie. I have to laugh about how Libby responded with "I didn't know that was an option." And Ben is a sweetheart!Amy Warntzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07449813200426432125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752544695499885154.post-23258184482916390862016-03-14T17:10:54.334-04:002016-03-14T17:10:54.334-04:00I, too am jealous of your calm morning ritual - ou...I, too am jealous of your calm morning ritual - our house was chaotic, with everyone going in a hundred directions. What a sweet memory, Holly...and lucky Katie.Tarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13626451110946889157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752544695499885154.post-18272581862443571342016-03-14T17:10:46.855-04:002016-03-14T17:10:46.855-04:00I, too am jealous of your calm morning ritual - ou...I, too am jealous of your calm morning ritual - our house was chaotic, with everyone going in a hundred directions. What a sweet memory, Holly...and lucky Katie.Tarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13626451110946889157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752544695499885154.post-16928936887717422402016-03-14T15:07:04.373-04:002016-03-14T15:07:04.373-04:00Kitchens are such gathering places. Whenever compa...Kitchens are such gathering places. Whenever company came to my Mom's house, they gathered in the kitchen. I liked the ritual and so happy this house holds those memories. Soon you will be making new ones at your new place. Happy Writing!Karen Szymusiakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07989718657089668579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752544695499885154.post-7709402075985150402016-03-14T13:10:59.229-04:002016-03-14T13:10:59.229-04:00I'm jealous of this ritual. When my youngest ...I'm jealous of this ritual. When my youngest was in 2nd grade, I got a job in a neighboring town and had to leave at 6:30 AM. I woke them up with a kiss, then left. You have given your daughters the roots they need to grow and bloom. Margaret Simonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04434866104385187658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752544695499885154.post-69034013182298638162016-03-14T09:36:18.017-04:002016-03-14T09:36:18.017-04:00Oh the kitchen carries so many precious memories. ...Oh the kitchen carries so many precious memories. This post has caused me to stop and pause about what rituals we have in our home right now. Thanks for sharing this memory with us, and later today I'm going to return to your previous posts and have a look! What a great way to honor a season of life. Kendrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05470220603745815384noreply@blogger.com