So, as a blogging family – we have been challenged to do a blog post every week. This week we are sharing a childhood memory. When I was thinking about this – there were sooooooo many memories that popped up and then I have to go through that filing cabinet and decide which one would not only be appropriate to share with you but also something worth writing down.Continue reading “A Story from my Childhood”
I want to start with a disclaimer – this one is being written by my daughters. I take no responsibility for what is about to be documented.
Hi, we’re Shaveh’s daughters. We’re not typing – our mom is because it’s faster that way. Ok, um – lol – we would first like to say – lol – I can’t stop laughing. (“oh my word!” says Iraina) (“I have a stomach cramp” says Aislyn) ( “What!” says Iraina “MOMMY!!!”) Continue reading “The day I let my girls write a post……”
It’s nearing to the end of February and the “month of love” is starting to slowly turn into bunnies and chocolate focus. I’m all for a holiday or a day that turns me towards chocolate. Yes, Hi – my name is Shaveh and I’m a chocoholic. I’m slowly starting to train myself to enjoy more refined tastes of it because, this sister isn’t getting any younger. Plus my gutt just hates me when I put sugary things into it now because baby number 3 ruined that for me. But I will continue to force it in there because, come on! It just tastes SO GOOD!!! Continue reading “Feder Valentines Day tradition”
I feel like I’m on a bit of a “hair” wave these last few weeks. It’s been insane! First cutting my son’s cute little afro, and then discovering an amazing solution that just sorts all of my kids “neatness” issues out. Now, I’ve just made my appointment to have my hair cut later this week! Now, I’ve been doing the Brazilian Keratin treatment to make my awesome afro sleek and straight so that I could embrace my inner Kardahsian……. let’s just say I’m over it! Continue reading “My Afro Hair story”
Ok, I’m probably going to be like, majorly nostalgic in this one. This week builds up to the day I turn 35. Plus I’ve had one of those weekends of rehashing memories and just facing my “younger” self, all over again. Birthday’s do this to me, I honestly don’t know why. This whole process might explain why I don’t really like to make a big deal about them for myself. It’s weird, since I’m an extrovert. Continue reading “Don’t you wish you could just go back?”