That Time I Didn’t Interfere
I’m twelve years and three kids in on this parenting gig. I’m still adding arrows to my quiver when it comes to best practices on how to raise well adjusted, highly functioning human beings. If I’m being honest, I’d say my style of parenting is a hodgepodge of what I remember my parents doing with …
Ten
09/08/07 3:27 am 7 lbs. Another year, another step closer to that dress just about fitting you properly. I’m thrilled and frightened in equal measure at the prospect! Every time you put it on, every time you see that it isn’t as loose as it was last year, your face splits into that sweet, …
Twelve
August 23, 2005 12:39am 7 lbs. 10 oz. 21 inches long Last year, I said that we were another year closer to having that bathing suit fit you. Looks like I was right! It feels like you’ve gone from being the length of my forearm to just about looking me in my eyes in the …
That Time It Was Summer Break
Can I be real a second? For real, I have to get this off my chest. I don’t like summer break. I’ve tried. Really and truly I’ve tried. I’ve even gone so far as to talk myself into it. I would put up a start of summer post that read: I’m hoping that me and …
That Time Vivi Turned Five
Fierce. Feisty. Funny. Fearless. Five. Happy, happy birthday, sweet Vivi, my bunny-bunny girl.
That Time It Rained
I owe Mother Nature a gift basket and a thank you note. Many folks are lamenting yet another soggy series of days that have us in boots and long pants. “It’s spring,” is the constant refrain. “It’s May!” is another. “Where’s the sun?!” Trust me, it’s coming. In the meantime, I’m going to enjoy this …
That Time I Said Yes, Then I Said No
I have a bad habit of telling the girls that we will do something and then when time runs out or I have to get dinner started or someone spills apple juice down the front of her clothes just as we are about to walk out the door for school, I have to go back …
April 11th
Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning’s hush I am the swift uplifting …