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We started speech therapy with Makayla when she was 18 months old. It was a difficult process for which Katy was at the helm. We had filled out regular surveys at the doctor’s office and thought to ourselves, “She might only be a couple weeks behind.” Then it was a couple months. Then six months. Then a year. So, we started speech therapy. Now, she talks non-stop. It’s like she’s one of those toy cars you pull back that makes the ticking sound and then scoots across the room when you let it go. We stopped speech therapy when she entered...

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We no longer qualify for small business pandemic aid.

🍾💃🕺 Financially, for our small business, the pandemic couldn’t have come at a worse time. Our revenue drops like a cliff at the end of December until mid-March when it starts to climb again. Not only is revenue down at that time, but expenses are up as we pay for all our insurance, R&D, trade show expenses, and lots of inventory. In March, our trade show was canceled the day before it started, and our show offered no refund. Then, our shops stopped ordering as restrictions were put in place. Farmers markets were canceled next, which, all told, meant we...

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Loofah soaps are back!

Loofah soaps are back!

Yesterday, I got completely covered in sawdust and paint flecks after power washing our courtyard wall. "Sorry kiddo, I can't tie your necklace till after I've showered. I don't want to get this stuff all over your room." Enter loofah soaps. They're specially designed for the person who likes to get gritty and project-y in the day and feel perfectly clean at night. How are they made? Loofahs arrive at our studio from South America pressed flat. We hydrate them to restore their round shape, put them into round pvc molds, and pour goat milk soap into them. Timing is...

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Attack of the Zuccini

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Attack of the Zuccini

My worst (gardening) fears have come true. Our house is about to be eaten by a giant zucchini plant. It started back in April. “What are you planting,” I asked Katy suspiciously as she tucked her little seedlings into their soil cups. “Cucumbers, tomatoes, lettuce, kale, and *cue ominous drumbeat* zucchini.” Naively, she wondered if she could make them grow. It was like she hadn’t been at the numerous social occasions we attended where some pale faced gardener walked in (to a non-vegetable event) holding an armload of zucchini like it was firewood and asking if anyone wanted some. “There’s...

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Emma! Wait! No!

Emma! Wait! No!

Emma is a terror. I came home after a day at work and Katy was in the kitchen exhausted.  “I just need a minute,” she said almost laying her head down on the island. I went upstairs. My middle child was completely naked and my oldest shouted, “Emma’s chewing on glass!” She’d gotten a light bulb for the girl’s nightlight (all pieces recovered).  They’d been alone for 120 seconds. It’s gotten to the point that we bargain with Makayla and Kelsey for who has to be with her. “Sister play time!” I’ll announce, and Makayla and Kelsey book it for...

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