Author Archives: kamillecscellick

source: sweethome.ca I bake.   Not as much as I once did.  We eat a bit different nowadays, but I miss the old ways of baking.  Being able to select one cookbook filled with sticky sweet and creamy velvet, run off your chin recipes to use.   When I was younger, I found a lightContinue reading “Imperfect Prose: Broken Cheesecakes & Mothering”

Thursday evening came with hungry bellies and dinner ready to consume.  Meanwhile, papa was still out and a mama’s got to do, what a mama’s got to do—SERVE IT UP! The girls sat in their prescribed chairs with pink IKEA plates waiting for the yummy roasted chicken, you know that one I picked up alreadyContinue reading “MLK Jr brought to you by a six-year old”

I wish I had time to write more, to put my thoughts & heart down in this place. But, I am succumbing to the facts that although I see others who have come after me are rising up (or maybe I think they are), or my other parts of being Kamille are simply on pauseContinue reading “Sometimes You Need to Know Real”

This year has been one of the more challenging & growing years of my life & my families.  And still, it’s been ripe with one of the most tender, cherish-filled events I’ve been given.   Here are some of my favorite posts from the year I want to share with you.  Some are food feasting,Continue reading “Presenting My Favorites Posts From 2012”

Our culture & minds tell us all or nothing. If we set to lose weight and begin a diet, but fail, we scrap the plan because we already fell. Perfectionist mind set.  I began an Advent calendar for the first time this year.  The one where the girls pull out the card to read whatContinue reading “We Need a Clean Slate of Grace: Turning Dry Roast to Stew”

One of my father-in-law’s talents & gifts is his ability to wield a story.  Specifically the art of storytelling.  And what better use than combine it with his skill as a radio deejay to create audio stories the girls listen to every night before bed.  Grandpa began with reading stories straight from some beloved booksContinue reading “The Gift by Grandpa”

It’s no wonder God gave us our third daughter when he did, and provided a name like hers less than 24 hours before she was born. When we think we can’t do, life has a way showing us we how. Not so much to do more or come up with lists on how we canContinue reading “A Life of Whimsy”

Sitting in the dank closet resembling an art classroom, back when art was an extracurricular time in grade school.  I listened to Mrs. Taylor say, “Now remember class, less is more!”  I hear it when I’m writing, cooking, baking, or decorating.  Yes, less is more, less is more.  Unfortunately, I don’t always know how toContinue reading “Avoiding a Pinterest Christmas?”