I am not writing this post because my questions are unique. Hardly. In fact, maybe I write about them here because they are universal. I don't know. But I write nevertheless. You tell me if they are universal.
The tug between the duties of parenthood, wifedom (sort of like fiefdom, one can guess?), and personhood seem [...]
Oh yeah …hiya! Long time, no blog. Yep. Not that I haven't thought of you, dear blog, I just haven't wanted you lately. Don't take it personally … I can be flaky like that sometimes.
On to the next topic (see? Flaky)
Father's Day is always a little bittersweet for me now. As you may know, I [...]
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Soooooooo. What a morning I had.
My husband signed up little man for swimming lessons. Since he works during the week, he decided to sign up for Saturday morning classes so he could have daddy/son time. Cute, huh?
Then, he promptly went out of town just in time to miss the [...]
This story is 100% guaranteed to be 0% embellished, no creative license taken, and absolutely true.
Yesterday was the Holiday Sing-along at my daughter’s school. I dropped her at the usual time then returned home to get myself and my son ready to go to see the show. We returned to school, late as usual. Parking [...]
A reminder of what the Tiger Woods story is REALLY about …. a devastated family.
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A quick (and 100% true) story:
My daughter made a beautiful piece of art in school yesterday (yes, I know…every kid makes 'beautiful' art in preschool). It was one of those cool art projects that I can remember doing and being excited about when I was in preschool 522 years ago. Remember these: you would [...]
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A brief peek into a conversation this morning:
Daughter: "Mommy, you look so pretty today!"
Me: "Thank you sweetheart, that is very sweet of you to say."
Daughter: "Daddy thinks you're pretty too!"
Me: "AWWWWWW… I love you both so much!"
Daughter (yelling to the other room): "Daddy, can I have my quarter now?"
True story. My life is glamorous.
I [...]
That headline might, at first glance, seem like a funny story about my son. Alas, no.
It IS however, a funny story about my 3 year-old daughter. While I was busy making dinner last night, my daughter yelled that from across the room. I whipped my head around, completely unsure of what I was about [...]
Ok, so in the grand scheme of things, this is not the most earth-shattering question ever. But still… when do you stop calling your baby a ‘baby’? My son is 18 months-old. He technically IS the baby since he is the youngest and I won’t be having any more children. But he far from a [...]
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