Yesterday our oldest little girl turned ten. TEN. Please hold while I breathe in a bag for a minute. Last year I wrote a post about this particular love of my life. She continues to surprise me with her wit, make me proud with her kindness, and remind me of myself at her age. I … More Roar.
Did you hear that? That was the sound of my head exploding. Finally. I’ve been expecting it to happen for about a week and a half now…and today it finally happened. And while it’s rendered me rather useless…I’m glad the waiting is over. For several years now, I’ve been living with a stuffy nose and … More Boom.
I mentioned this here, but, when I was a kid I used to visit relatives in Cincinnati for a week or two in the summers. I loved visiting my aunt, uncle, and cousins, and my mom likely loved just a teensy bit of time absent of my incessant talking. I talk a lot. Anyway…one year … More Bippity. Boppity. Boo.
This morning as I looked in the mirror to give myself one last look before moving on with my morning, I sighed heavily and muttered “this is the best I can do today.” Truth is, this is day two of wearing a hat with my hair in pigtails, I wore sweats the first two days … More The. Best. I. Can. Do.
What?! Your Father’s Day wasn’t filled with unusual amounts of insulation, netting, and tulle? How very bizarre! Father’s Day. When you’re raised by a single mom the day tends to come and go without much thought. Even though I share lovely relationships with my dad and step-dad, it’s just never been solidly on my radar … More Insulation. Netting. And. Tulle.
Last night I had one of those conversations you never want to have about your own child. I was out with the moms of some of my oldest little girl’s friends. After a few had left, one of them told me she had to tell me something. Insert scary music here. Last Friday, on the … More Girlfriends. Are. A. Girl’s. Best. Friend.
The first time my littlest little girl told me she loved me was about a month after I’d met the little girls. We were in Target, she was still little enough to sit in the seat at the front of the cart, and she was parked firmly in the undies and socks aisle. I was … More Past. Heaven.
Last night the little girls and I were on our way home from the gym. There is a home in our community that has their land filled to the rims with colorful sculptures. They line the winding driveway and surround the house. Some are crazy things we aren’t sure of, others are things like peacocks … More Storybook. Sundays. And. Fairy. Tales. Forever.
When I walked down the aisle to meet my soon-to-be husband at the altar I walked to the song “Lullaby” by the Dixie Chicks. People listening to the lyrics likely thought they represented how I felt about my husband. They did, but we chose the song because the words perfectly described how I felt about my … More I’m. Never. Never. Giving. You. Up.
It’s been an interesting summer. In summers past we enjoyed every ounce of every minute. Outside, at the pool, on bike rides, and just enjoying the freedom that comes from not having spelling words to practice, math practice, and homework. This summer the little girls have started to want and ask for play dates. All. … More Mine. For. Now.