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Hey Friend, I know you get it—life with teenagers in sports is full. 😊 Our daughter Aubrey was all about swim. She loved her team, loved the meets… and we were so proud of her. Every year, her coach chose her to swim the 500 yard freestyle—the longest race they had. Not because she was the fastest… …but because she was the one who wouldn’t quit. Twenty laps is where a lot of kids give up. Aubrey never did. That determination took her all the way to districts and regionals e

Recently, my friend Hannah told me: “A lot of products are labeled ‘natural’ or ‘organic’ and aren’t as good as they seem. I just want to work with my body & the way it was designed to function.” Another shared that the products she trusted actually made her skin worse. Dry. Irritated. Cracked and bleeding. Not working the way they claimed to. That’s beyond frustrating. Because you’re just trying to do the right thing, and now you’re left healing from something that claimed

Welcome to Cream to Culture ! In this series, we’re turning raw milk and cream into extraordinary staples while healing our guts and gaining confidence in the kitchen! Each recipe is simple, hands-on for a few minutes, then mostly hands-off. By the end, you’ll wonder why you ever bought these at the store. Growing up we always had plenty of milk on hand thanks to my grandparents and their dairy. I was so accustomed to my Grammy’s ever-present jug of buttermilk in the fridge

Welcome to Cream to Culture ! In this series, we’re turning raw milk and cream into extraordinary staples while healing our guts and gaining confidence in the kitchen! Each recipe is simple, hands-on for a few minutes, then mostly hands-off. By the end, you’ll wonder why you ever bought these at the store. Growing up we always had plenty of milk on hand thanks to my grandparents and their dairy. I was so accustomed to my Grammy’s ever-present jug of buttermilk in the fridg

Welcome to Cream to Culture ! In this series, we’re turning raw milk and cream into extraordinary staples while healing our guts and gaining confidence in the kitchen! Each recipe is simple, hands-on for a few minutes, then mostly hands-off. By the end, you’ll wonder why you ever bought these at the store. Growing up we always had plenty of milk on hand thanks to my grandparents and their dairy. I was so accustomed to my Grammy’s ever-present jug of buttermilk in the fridge

Growing up, we rarely ate chicken. When we lived on my grandparents’ farm, we often shared meals with my Grammy and Papa—and my Papa hated poultry. One bad Thanksgiving was all it took for him to swear it off for life. Years later, when I was looking for a way to provide healthy protein for my own kids—on a small half-acre lot in town—I landed on chickens. They fit our space, I already knew laying hens, and their short grow-out meant I could raise several small batches a yea

I bet you’re in the same place we were. Every other week at the pediatrician’s office hearing the same diagnosis — ear infection. If I got Aubrey’s cleared up, Asher developed one. Prescription after prescription, month after month, no relief in sight. When talk of ear tubes came up, I knew we had to find another way. I dove into research — studies, data, everything. Just as I was about to cut all dairy, I discovered the Weston A. Price Foundation and their holistic nutrition

My seven-year-old asked me a question in Walmart this summer (yes, we go there too!), and it stopped me in the middle of the aisle. “Mom, where do they keep the chickens that laid all these eggs? Do they have coops behind the store?” I smiled when it hit me. My sweet, observant little boy is so used to seeing where his food comes from that it genuinely hadn’t occurred to him that food isn’t grown or made right where it’s sold. In his world, eggs come from chickens. If there

After years of migraines, I finally learned the problem wasn’t my body. It was my food! Maybe you’re like me. At some point in my 20s I realized my migraines weren’t just going to disappear & neither were my kid’s ear infections. They were happening more often. They were getting worse. And the doctor I scraped the money together for couldn’t help me find the cause. All she could offer were medications with an endless list of side effects. I knew something had to change. I

Brandi calls me her “broth dealer” and says she uses it in almost every meal. Stephanie told me it’s helped her heal their guts, stay out of the healthcare system, and get off prescription meds. Maybe you’re feeling a little more run down than usual. Sluggish. Like you just can’t kick that last lingering cold. And your kids are feeling it too—more tired than usual, and that runny nose just won’t seem to dry up. I’ve found the perfect boost ! For generations, families didn