She says it daily, sometimes hourly. She says it sometimes with whining and sometimes with earnest conviction. Regardless, she says it and I hate it. I can’t. You can, I tell her, daily, sometimes hourly. I remind her, sometimes with motherly exasperation, sometimes with earnest conviction:… Read More
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Christmas Past
It’s December and I’m looking back. It has always been a month of retrospection for me. It is the finality of closing a year, of looking back over what the months have brought. It is the Christmas season and all of the tradition and nostalgia… Read More
Our Tree
Our first was small, adorned with only the small red bows that the store had already tied to its tiny branches. We set on our hand-me-down coffee table and opened stockings on Christmas morning, cross-legged on the floor. Lights and ornaments came. Trees, life-sized ones,… Read More
On Baking, the Mess in my Kitchen (and Contemplating Changing the Course of my Children’s Lives Forever)
Let me just start by saying, I don’t even know where to begin. In some ways, it’s as simple as this: a birthday cake. It’s as simple as deciding between store bought and homemade. Both will get the job done, one is tried and true… Read More
Golden
In first few hours of my life post-wedding season, I have ‘eaten’ no less than a dozen Play-Doh creations, refereed four fights, one of which escalated to tears and Lila eventually heading into the longest time-out ever, after shouting that she’s not listening to me… Read More
Burnout and a Birthday
I dropped Alex and Lila off on the bus this morning and remembered this day, All Saints Day, six years earlier. As the bus pulled around the corner and lurched to a stop, I remembered driving right where stood, in the same silvery morning light,… Read More
Words with My Daughter
I’m remembering back to the terrible twos (when I wrote this) and then to the time when everyone told me, Oh, three is WAY worse than two. Then it was, Oh, no, no. It’s FOUR that will get you. Followed by, Five is where the growing… Read More
On the Midway
It happened yesterday. Well, it has been happening in daily small increments for seven-going-on-eight years – but yesterday, it meant something was officially in the past tense. There was a measurement, a helicopter ride and my sweet, I want to stay with you forever and… Read More
Just a Blog Post
Just. It’s a word that has its place. For example: I just had a salad for dinner, so I’m still hungry. It suggests only, or small, or weak. It suggests lacking. And so I’m finding myself a little confused as to why it has been… Read More
Balloon
But godliness with contentment is great gain. For we brought nothing into the world, we can take nothing out of it. But if we have food and clothing, we will be content with that. 1 Timothy 6:6-8 They are rewards for sitting through a haircut,… Read More