I’m linking up a fourth grade story this week for MamaKat’s Writer’s Workshop. I vividly remember the fourth grade. I had my all-time favorite teacher(who is actually still teaching – I’m pretty sure he is because you could tell even 33 years ago how much he loved his job), I knew fractions, I was…
When I sat down to write my first post here over four years ago – I didn’t do it while considering myself a writer. I considered myself a mother who wanted to have a place to express my truths as a mother. These truths of my being that one day my daughters would read. …
Astrid spends her days trying to be bigger. She reaches her arms to the sky and says “See how big I am today, Mama!” and I always agree that yes she must have been growing the whole time she was sleeping last night. It’s also a good way to get her to go to bed…
Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much. -Helen Keller Monday. Eloise bows before us holding her violin in proper rest position. We clap. We wait. Silence. She plays. She plays her Minuet like I’ve never heard her play before. She ends. She bows. We clap.(Maybe I cry a…
Astrid throws her arms around me and says so loudly ‘you’re my best friend!’ And I giggle and melt into her hug and say ‘yeah, you’re mine too.’ She then makes sure our foreheads remain touching as she tells me that she really wants me to be at her birthday party this year. …
I’ve been at this blogging gig for four years now. Sometimes it seems like yesterday that I started, but then I go back and look at pictures and realize that my kids have really grown and oh my – where did all of those wrinkles come from? And just like my sagging face…
I’m sharing the rest of the Easter pictures this week and sharing some blog posts that really resonated with me over the last two weeks. Would love for you to check them out. And if you were remiss in watching our egg coloring video clip – now is your chance to watch it. Today I’m…
We’ve had a rabbit living under our fence for about five months. The girls have decided that it’s our pet. Even though we cannot get within three feet of it. It hops away from us but not too far away. I think it likes us and knows us but doesn’t know why. The…
I admit I’ve been dreading writing this post as I saw it looming on the horizon a few months ago. I was dreading it almost as much as the first post I wrote four years ago on a sunny day in March of 2008 when I started this blog. Because what if I wrote…
At three in the afternoon during a day of shopping I offered an ice cream treat to my offspring. My offspring who are typically kind, good mannered, giving, and grateful children. And we walked into the ice cream shoppe where immediately all three of them at once started spewing out ice cream concoctions more…
I’ve been hurting for nearly a year now. I had this friend. This pretty much a best friend that I saw nearly daily but at least weekly. We had kids that played together. We have expensive shopping taste. We shared everything. Just being around her made me happier. She was the rock and that…
Last week was the week of ‘no fun’ for toddler. Big girls were finally back to school after the holiday break. Astrid and I spent the week catching up…Target, CVS, grocery shopping, vacuuming, mountains of laundry, maybe some Dora so I could catch-up on email. I don’t understand why she likes Dora. I miss Gabba….
Here is my required 2011 blog in review recap. My favorite posts each month as well as my favorite pictures(and the pictures are click-able links to the post they were for if you so desire and you don’t have a date on New Years Eve). It’s in our blogging contract – section 35, line…
I’m trying to post tonight not connected to WiFi but via 3G or whatever the hell it is called when I’m not on the direct internets or whatever. Because I am not technical. And I didn’t like the way the young man from GoDaddy talked to me tonight. My blog isn’t working. In…
This dream woke me up last night. I wasn’t panicked as I felt I should be, but rather slightly at peace. ******** Eloise insisted on taking the flight before us with her friends. I watched her board the plane as I held tightly to Esther and Astrid’s hands. I kept waiting for her to turn…
Astrid yells ‘mama mama’ like it’s been years since she has seen me and not just since Friday. I pick her up and she squeezes my cheeks as she brings her lips to mine. Then she puts her arms tightly around my neck and pulls me to her in a squeeze so hard that she…
Last week I wrote about 22 things that I have never done. After writing, drinking a glass or two of wine, and feeling depressed about myself and how I needed to leave on my private jet plane STAT and go fishing for the ever elusive Bone Fish off the coast of Bora Bora with Matthew…
