Little Victories for Big Girls
Why can’t I remember what must have been a dozen 11-year-old girls screaming and hugging each other, tears streaming down our faces, and the subsequent victory trip to the ice cream shop?
What Early Looks Like
As the fire trucks pulled up in front of my house around three yesterday afternoon, I thought what every busy mother would think: Please don’t block my driveway.
Delivered from Evil: Back to School, Back to Work
Now before you think I’m going to whine about having everyone home for the holidays, that’s not what this blog is about. It’s about how a little routine, not to mention some alone time, is good for the soul. Especially the mom’s soul.
The Waiting is the Hardest Part, Mom.
Waiting has been the theme of my kids’ (and my husband’s) holiday break. I ought to be good at it:
Before Puberty Ruins it All
I was making a Staples run to pick up the tickets for my upcoming Kiss Cancer Goodbye event when they made their request. My boys wanted a stapler, some Wite-Out and some modeling clay. I didn’t ask questions. I figured that my sons had some sort of school project. Besides, I was in a hurry, [...]
