I’m sorry I wasn’t paying attention. I regret it now. Hindsight and all that. I regret that I didn’t always answer when you called for me, or pay attention to what you were trying to say to me. But sometimes I did. I know I did. Because I helped you tie your shoe and…
13, Going on… and on…
Several weeks ago Ben had his braces taken off. (I know he doesn’t really want me to talk about him on the blog very much anymore and I respect that. But unfortunately (although not really), he has the honor of being my first born child. Therefore, all the firsts happen with him and I get…
Chocolate Covered Cherries
The left side of the huge room was lined with vinyl rocking chairs circa 1950 0r 1960-ish. By the corner window, that faced the garden, was a dusty bookshelf and a table full of framed family photographs (also very dusty). On the back wall hung a now antique, aqua-colored rotary phone with the long, curly cord….
So Proud.
I had no choice but to come out of my dream as he bounded onto my bed. His face came right up next to mine and we shared our morning breath. “Mom, I want to make the cinnamon rolls! I just need you to tell me how to turn on the oven!” “Son, can I…
Moments
I am a working woman now and my days seem to fly by, even though summer is here. The kids are spending most of their days with a trusted “sitter” and someone who has become a friend since we’ve known her, beginning at 16 years of age (she is now 22). While I miss those…
Extrovert Mom, Introvert Child
I am leaving in the morning for my first Type A conference (yes, I kind of resemble the name…). Of course I am a bit nervous because I’ve never been to Type A and there will be new people to meet and unfamiliar stuff. Also, my best conference buddy will not be there this time (boo)….
To Have a Daughter
“Come sit right here,” I say as I pat my hand on the sofa cushion. She sits with her back to me. Her pink hairbrush with a big white “K” on the back is in my right hand and I begin brushing a group of strands on the right side of her head. Wavy, so wavy and…
Drop Off and Pick Up
There were a few tears as I walked them to where their classes were gathering. I was nervous times three. I could feel it all morning. I didn’t even sleep well the night before. My tummy was full of butterflies and flipping and flopping FOR them. I can only imagine how they were feeling. A totally…
When the Nostalgia Kicks In…
There are many things about our childhoods that are different than the ones our own children are experiencing. I know it was the same for our parents and it will continue to be the same as new generations come into this world. But sometimes I find myself truly longing for the “easier” days of my…
Sum-sum-summa Time!
I can already see the syrupy popsicle, dripping down my middle child’s chin. I can see my little girl’s goggled-face smile as she comes up from under the water and my oldest’s feet coming before him on the slide at the pool. His BIG feet. My kids are stoked for summer, as am I. Last year I…