Walk the line

I stood at my back door after a stressful morning drop-off with my kids. I had been 1 minute shy of another tardy slip and so I raced to get my daughter to school on time and she made it. But it was tense. Anxiety seeped out from me; it was palpable. My kids felt it. It wasn't ...

Before 8am

As I start typing this post at 8:03am two thoughts are running through my head: 1. Please don't let there be some sort of major spill, disaster, mess, destructive episode, injury or otherwise in the five minutes that I step away to write this post (during which time I have my six-year-old "babysitting") and 2. I have already ...

We are doing this

My relationship with my son is an extremely complex one. It is so easy for me to write about my daughter (my mini-me); in fact, I have literally hundreds of posts from which to choose, that would each somehow illustrate her character or our bond. I was just searching for the post in which I ...

Cirque du Momei.

I am so blessed to have a small but mighty (AMAZING) team of caregivers for my children. My kids have only been watched by family and those who we treat as such. So today, when a beloved babysitter came to spend time with the kids, they were overjoyed. She took them to the park to play ...

She gets her weirdness from me.

This evening, after the kids were fed and we had some family snuggles, the baby was put to bed and I decided to spend some quality time with my pink-haired little girl. We shared a chocolate covered m&m pretzel and she told me about her day. And then we got on the subject of "describing" things. ...

Picture Day.

Today is Picture Day. It will be my daughter's fourth picture day at her Pre-School and it is always an exciting day for the kids and their parents. In the past, we have always made sure to pick out special outfits with care. Last night, before bed, my daughter and I made a plan to pick out a ...

Because I am very tired

I was going to make the title of this post "Guilt." but something about that felt vaguely familiar to me. So I did a quick search and exactly one month ago, on February 3, I wrote an entire post about guilt. At that point my guilt was centered around the pressure I was putting on ...

An unpopular post.

I am prepared. I am used to many of my posts being greeted with great warmth and empathy. "I feel exactly the same way!" I hear. But I don't think that this will be that kind of post; it is going to be a different post. An unpopular post. And that is OK. I am writing in support of the snow ...

My kid is funny.

The before 8am edition: My husband's early morning Facebook status update.   This was when she crawled into our bed around 7am. Usually, one of us gets up and takes both kids downstairs, but this morning, for a change, we both woke up and brought the baby into bed and she followed. "Daddy, I had a dream and ...