Young Minimalist in the Making
I think I have a young minimalist on my hands (at least, one in the making). I’m speaking of my creative, energetic, chatterbox 8-year old daughter. One morning this week, I stumbled into the kitchen, half-awake, to make myself some coffee. Before I could reach the teapot, this sprightly daughter of mine bounced into the room announcing she had a pile of stuffed animals she’d like to part with. “Uh….ok…that is great!” I mumbled, caught off guard by her radiating energy so early in the morning. I Read the rest of this entry »