Eloise and Esther started school on Tuesday. I did not cry. Neither did they. Jed may have for a moment. Don’t tell him I said so. Here is the difference between a first grader and a third grader… First grader -patiently and excitedly let’s you take as many pictures before school as you like -let’s…
On our local news tonight – somewhere between weather and sports – my attention was captured completely. They were discussing important conversations you need to have with your children. This is on my mind a lot right now. I want to get this right. Right now my kids are young. Innocent. Naive. I know those…
I admit I’m having a hard time making the transition from mothering little kids to mothering big kids. Eloise is providing intensive training for me but admittedly I am a slow learner. Perhaps I am just a reluctant learner. Perhaps I am just not ready. But I look at her beautiful face that isn’t the…
I think Eloise was 4 when I first painted her toes. I am sure Esther was close to 4 also. Astrid is 19 months, but she has older sisters. Turns out it is her right as the baby of the family to demand pink toes. She immediately showed them to the cats. They were impressed….
My middle-est and cuddliest daughter turns 6 this month. On the last day of the month. The 28th. She has had a very wiggly tooth for a good week and I sobbed when I left for my trip and told her to not touch it or eat any apples, as a mother needs to be…
Sometimes I would swing for hours in our backyard. Melodies of Close to You, On Top of the World, and Angie Baby would fall from my lips as I would swing higher, farther, faster. I remember trying so hard to touch the clouds with my feet, trying to even perhaps make it all the way…
For 3 straight days she has played with Squinkies. She makes up games. Take them out of their bubbles. Puts them back in. She attaches them to the bracelet and then does it again. She counts them. She organizes them by type. They have conversations. They jump off ledges. But during this time, she tells…
