Strawberry the Brave
Fourteen-year-old Lila Avery didn’t talk much—not because she couldn’t, but because the world was too loud. Too bright. Too many things happening all at once. But she had Strawberry. Strawberry…
Fourteen-year-old Lila Avery didn’t talk much—not because she couldn’t, but because the world was too loud. Too bright. Too many things happening all at once. But she had Strawberry. Strawberry…
Told by me, Kelsey. I think I was seven. They found me under the slide—the red one that squeaks when the wind hits it just right. I was trying to…
By me, Lila (I’m four and a half) At Simply Storytime Studio by Simply Sina My name’s Lila. I’m four and a half. I don’t go to school like the…
We spent Easter lunch with my mom at Nannie’s house this year. It was… hard. There’s just something about walking into a home so full of memories, knowing one of…
Y’all. I just looked at the calendar and had a full-on come to Jesus moment—because it’s Good Friday and guess what’s just two days away? Easter Sunday. You know, the…
Stop the presses, y’all—Bardstown has officially joined the caffeinated elite. That’s right, we now have a Biggby Coffee. Go ahead and clutch your pearls. Now before they officially opened, Biggby…
So here’s a peek into the latest chaos at our house: Carson, acrylic paint, a swan, and an art style that requires the patience of a saint and the hand…
Why am I so excited?! One word: RESULTS. Listen, when your body has been throwing you curveballs like it’s trying out for Major League Baseball, you start craving answers like…
Reporting live from the couch in Bardstown, still rocking yesterday’s travel outfit and a solid 24+ hours of sleep deprivation. Glamorous, I know. We survived another road trip, y’all! Cue…
Here’s the situation: I needed lunch. Something light. Something fresh. Something that wouldn’t make me regret all my life choices by 3 p.m. And since I still don’t know my…