Melissa Kutsche
Melissa is an Air Force spouse and mama to three littles. She is originally from Michigan and currently lives in Las Vegas. A former Spanish teacher and college academic advisor, she now stays home with her children. Some of her favorite things are afternoon lattes, bookstores, and spontaneous dance parties. You can read more by Melissa on Instagram and on her personal blog.
Poetry Teatime: Our Family Loves It, and We Think Yours Will, Too
Late last summer, we traded school uniforms for homeschool in our pajamas and moved even deeper into “unprecedented times.” I immersed myself into research: searching for a homeschool curriculum, the best way to structure our...
Ideas for Memory Keeping: Baby Books and Beyond
On the top shelf of my oldest child’s closet is a baby book. It's filled with details about every medical appointment in her first year of life, her monthly weight and height in the...
Friday Favorite: Children’s Books to Celebrate and Learn During National Native American Heritage Month
November is National Native American Heritage Month and a great opportunity to learn more about American Indian and Native Alaskan nations, people, and cultures. One of our family's favorite ways to learn is through...
Family Fun in Las Vegas This Fall
Autumn in the desert might require fewer sweaters and hot beverages, but there is still a lot of fall fun to be had.
From corn mazes to pumpkin patches, read on to discover which family-friendly...
Friday Favorites: Melissa’s Top 5 Sleep Essentials
Experts say that adults need seven to nine hours of sleep each night. With three little kids, a whining dog, and a spouse that gets up before the sun, this feels unattainable much of...
The Pandemic Made Me A Bad Environmentalist: Why I’m Ready for Plastic Free July
Plastic Free July is a movement that encourages people to refuse single-use plastics for the month of July and beyond. Plastic Free July always provides a great yearly reset for me; it’s an opportunity...
Our Top Tips for Visiting National Parks with Kids
“Was that a dog?” my husband asked. We had both seen it, a streak of black fur through the underbrush just behind our tent.
“If it was, that would be big dog,” I replied. We...