Peter 15 Months

He’s 15 months!


  • Weighing 25 lbs 4 ounces
  • Length 31.75″
  • Wearing 18-24 months (24 months are a bit big, 18 are a bit small)
  • Wearing around a size 5/6 in shoes
  • Has 11 teeth now (8 in front and 3 molars)
  • Still napping twice a day
  • Loves being on the swings
  • Sleeps from around 7:15pm until 7am (he sleeps better than the rest of my kids)
  • Eats almost anything, but loves bananas, avocados, and pancakes


Our Favorite Books for Autumn Enjoyment

Our Favorite Books for Autumn Enjoyment

To me, Fall is marked by the first of October, or at the very least mid-September. We don’t have a ton of Fall books, but I’ve been slowly remedying that. I recently found another bloggers list of 50 Fall Favorites, which is expanding our own inventory, as well as listening to the Read-Aloud Revival podcast (dangerous stuff!)

Our Favorite Books for Autumn Enjoyment

Some people are drawn to the modern, more quirky books for children: No matter how hard I try, I am not one of those people. I want beautiful pictures, I want words like poetry, I want a story that doesn’t leave me. If you’re like that, then this list is definitely for you.

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What are our favorite books for Autumn…

Ox Cart Man by Donald Hall, Illustrated by Barbara Cooney {we love ALL of her books}

Autumn: An Alphabet Acrostic by Steven Schnur, Illustrated by Leslie Evans

Fletcher and the Falling Leaves by Julia Rawlinson, Illustrated by Tiphanie Beeke

Pumpkins by Mary Lyn Ray

Our Favorite Books for Autumn Enjoyment

The Berenstain Bears and the Prize Pumpkin by Stan and Jan Berenstain

Winter is Coming by Tony Johnston, Illustrated by Jim LaMarche

Bear Says Thanks by Margaret K. McElderry

The Deer in the Wood by Laura Ingalls Wilder

The Little Yellow Leaf  by Carin Berger

Our Favorite Books for Autumn Enjoyment

The Little Old Lady Who Was Not Afraid of Anything by Linda Williams, Illustrated by Megan Lloyd

We Gather Together: Celebrating the Harvest Season by Wendy Pfeffer, Illustrated by Linda Bleck
*This book is definitely more of an “educational book”, but is still wonderful!

The Basket Moon by Mary Lyn Ray, Illustrated by Barbara Cooney

Pumpkin Moonshine by Tasha Tudor

Our Favorite Books for Autumn Enjoyment

Now mind you, this list is not all-inclusive: I did leave out those that are more specific to Thanksgiving (another post, another day). I don’t know if it’s the colors in Fall books, or the stories of families hunkering down for the winter after bringing in the Harvest, but these are some of my absolute favorites to read.

Do you have some Fall Favorites?
What books do you and your children enjoy cozying under a blanket to read?

We Will Now Return to Our Regularly Scheduled Program

Kids Pool

And just where have I been?! Surviving and trying to eek out whatever enjoyment I can from our craziness!

It’s been another busy summer. We just finished up with the fair, we have one more festival to do, the farmers markets are still going for another month, and then we will breath. In the meantime, we’ve started our second year of homeschooling and just got back on Monday from a weekend at Hershey Park (it’s a tradition).


It’s been a good summer though. The kids and I spent a ton of time at the pool, to the point that I am the tannest I have been since high school….just call me freckles!

Kids Pool

All of the kids (except Peter) are swimming and able to go from pool to pool without constant observation. They all thoroughly enjoyed swimming lessons and are missing their teachers and the rest of the guards. AND, I’m no longer afraid of doing things with the 5 of them by myself.

They’re all growing up; and while we are all enjoying this new phase, I’m inconsolably saddened by the disappearance of my babies. It just gone too fast! It always does, no matter if it’s your first or 5th. I think you just realize how fleeting it is as you progress in your motherhood, making it a point to stop in a moment to enjoy it more.

What other things have I been up to?

If you’re on Instagram, I’m definitely posting more frequently over there, you can find me @JessicaM.White. Since the triplets dropped their naps last winter it has been taking it’s toll on me. I don’t get much time to sit on a computer when I’m awake enough to actually accomplish something, which means that writing (and my other creative pursuits) has kind of taken a nose-dive.

How have you been? How was your summer?

Pride and Poopie Diapers

Pride and Poopie Diapers How God Convicted Me About My Own Stinkiness

Amidst all of the changes we’ve been going through, since vacating our home and moving in with the in-laws one of them is that we are no longer using cloth diapers. My in laws have a front load HE washer and radiant floor heating {making diapers not easy to wash and dry} and, quite frankly, I didn’t want to possibly destroy my diapers or, even more horrific, their machines. It’s been tough. I genuinely LOVE cloth diapering and its kind of been bugging me that I’m not doing it.

Here we are…spending a $100 a month {that we really don’t have} on using ‘sposies on our triplets. It’s killing me. Not because I feel like a failure or a fraud about this passion for cloth, but because I genuinely love cloth diapering and saving money. Even though I was to the point of being beyond done with the wash-dry-stuff-repeat of diapers times three, and the kids bladders wetting through them in one go, I really did not want to stop. I really do enjoy cloth diapers, but I had to admit to myself that a home renovation warrants some liberties.

See…I have this thing about doing cloth diapers. I clothed diapered 4 kids at once; I really don’t understand when people can’t be bothered to cloth diaper even one kid. I don’t get it when they say it’s just too much work. It seems really ridiculous to me when they just can’t deal with that extra load of laundry.

Pride and Poopie Diapers How God Convicted Me About My Own Stinkiness

And that…those feelings and thoughts…are absolutely wrong.

For me, my being able to cloth diaper 4 kids, then 3 kids at once for the past few years, is a huge source of pride. I am proud that we managed to do that. I patted myself on the back when others were impressed when they heard that. I take secret pleasure in having other moms call me supermom.

And that’s wrong.

I wasn’t able to breastfeed my kids exclusively and I tend to get “upset” {on the inside} when someone says that they don’t get why moms can’t breastfeed their kids, that it’s so much better for them, and all those other things that I completely agree with. But then, in my mind, I turn around and make those same comments and have those same prideful thoughts about people who don’t cloth diaper.

I had never really thought of this before, that I was being prideful about cloth diapering my kids, until I entered the rabbit hole of the internet and through a series of links found this post. While reading it, I kept thinking to myself, “This is ridiculous. So what, you had twins, what’s the big deal with cloth diapering 2 at once?”

Throughout the whole piece I kept defending, to myself, the validity of cloth diapering. I wanted to type a ridiculous comment, “I managed to cloth diaper 4 kids at once, it really wasn’t that big of a deal.” But there was absolutely no benefit to posting that comment.

Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful
for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.
Ephesians 4:29

Here was a mom saying that she was struggling with PPD and deciding to not continue cloth diapering helped, and all I could think of was a comment that would certainly not be helpful and would be very hurtful. Even hours later, I kept huffily thinking, “Well I managed to do 4!” Because I had been convicted in my own thoughts.

It’s pride. Plain and simple, and boy does that hurt to say.

Pride, which is one of the seven deadly sins, and considered by some to be the worst of them. We are all guilty of it, on some topic, on some level we feel that others should be able to do what we do, simply because we do it, and that they are somehow not on par with us because they don’t.

Pride, is no good. It doesn’t do anyone any good. It makes other’s feel less worthy and makes the prideful put themselves on a pedestal. It’s destructive, it’s hurtful, it pushes others away from us. It’s physically impossible for us to be full of pride and to love and embrace those around us.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
~ 1 Corinthians 13:4

I don’t think I’ve ever actually said anything hurtful to anyone about cloth diapering. I knew I didn’t want to make someone feel bad, but I know the thoughts were there, and for that I’m sorry. That even though I didn’t say it, I was thinking it: That in my thoughts I am just as guilty as the other moms who champion their mom-battles, thinking less of others, and making others feel less of a mom.

Pride is a tough pill to swallow.

This post was originally published on my other blog on May 5, 2014.

Peter 14 Months



  • Weighing 25lbs
  • Has 3 more teeth (even a molar!)
  • Climbing on the couch constantly now. He stands on the back and looks into the kitchen through the pass through
  • Loves being at the pool (especially with all his lifeguard friends)
  • Running everywhere
  • Still taking 2 naps
  • Lots of babbling: Mama, Dada…
  • More and more independent
  • Doesn’t sit still
  • Isn’t content to be contained, whether it’s a room, a stroller, or a high chair
  • Doing pretty good with stairs, both up and down