Kristen Kehoe

Olivia Anne, today you are eight. Eight. You're a second grader who loves Harry Potter, dancing, fancy dresses, vaulting from your bean bag to the couch, bik...

Ten years ago, these two lovebirds said "I do." Of course, because it was our wedding, and we are anything but predictable and classy, we said those words on...

It's your birthday, Old Man River, and since it's been a minute since I've seen you, I'm feeling super mushy--this is also evidenced by the way I've cried ea...

My darling Olivia Anne, Happy seventh birthday, sweet girl! I always wonder what to write you, what to say that could possibly do justice to everything I fee...

Once upon a time, not long after we got married, I asked Old Man River to live in a romance novel with me. I wanted our days to be filled with clever moments...

It's Mother's Day weekend, and this means overwhelming cuteness from my kiddo. She hid this in the guest closet (the same place I hide her presents) and pres...

My Darling Livvy Love, Sweet girl, you're six! Happy birthday. Since my letter to you last year, a lot has happened. You've just about conquered Kindergarten...

Eight. Years. We've been married eight years, Old Man River. EIGHT. You learn a lot about a person in eight years--add in two significant moves in nine month...

My darling Livvy Love, It's here, the coveted fifth year that you've been dreaming of since you heard the word Kindergarten. Other than Disneyland, this appe...

Once upon a time, there was a sassy twenty-two-year old girl. Crazy hair, blue eyes, and a mouth passed down from the Irish sailors in her lineage, she was a...

My darling Livvy Love, I sat down to write you something clever, and ended up falling way short of that goal--this is something I think, perhaps, you will be...