Emily H

Emily H
Although born in Austin, Emily grew up on the Eastside of Fort Worth. After marrying her high school sweetheart, and following the military's whims for a few years, the lovebirds wound up back in the Fort, with their three children in tow. Currently, Emily shares her love of books and writing with both her children and her middle school students. On the weekends, you'll find her outside running local streets and trails, as well as being her kids' biggest fan at whatever sport may be in season.

Fried Rice Revolution :: Six Creative Variations of a Classic

While big fans of our usual fried rice, my kids like to get creative, and as such we have made several variations of fried rice, using different flavor profiles.
Kids Lunch Box Featured

School Lunches :: No Need to Heat to Eat!

So right now, we are getting creative with food that can be eaten cold or at room temperature. Whether at home, at a pod, actually attending school, or anything in between, here are some of the current faves.
A seasoned mom shares advice to new elementary age school kids.

Advice for New Elementary Moms

We try to buy interesting, but not trendy, backpack patterns since these will last a little longer than one school year. May I suggest dark colors to hide the myriad of spills, markers, and ground crayons that will be absorbed? Similarly, get the good folders and the real pencils.
Books and Blocks

Guide to School Supplies

No matter what your school plan is for the fall, it's time to gear up and get ready. Grab your list and a big cup of coffee and hit the ground running.
Mangonadas are a great fresh and frozen dessert for summer treats

Cool Treats to Beat the Heat

Olaf and kids everywhere are rejoicing because it is officially summer. However, the Texas heat makes us wish Elsa was around to cool us down a little here and there. We may not be able...
Being married to a black man makes a white local wife and mom worry.

And I Worry

I know now, as best as I can, that the color of his skin matters, that it touches every aspect of his life in a way I can't possibly fully comprehend. 
The end of the school year looks very different compared to other years.

The End of the Year That Wasn’t

I missed my last opportunity to look over their shoulder and read their writing in real-time. I'll never again greet them by name as they walk into my class and laugh when they roll their eyes at my jokes.