When a Kit Kat plopped on my desk a couple weeks ago, I couldn't have been more thrilled. I was hungry. With two teenagers and a college kid at home, snacks at my house run out just as fast as I buy them -- and I never have time to go buy more. So a... Continue Reading →
I wanted to celebrate something normal in a year when so many not-so-normal things are happening.
If you'd told me my senior year how my own child's senior year would go, I would have said you were nuts.
I did it again, guys. I failed as a mom. Yesterday was my daughter's 9th birthday. She'd been counting down the days for weeks, and finally it was here and when she woke up she was SO excited, shouting "It's my birthday, it's my birthday!" I put all of her presents on the table so... Continue Reading →
It just happened again. I had the same conversation with one mom as I've had with several others as summer is ending. "I just feel like we didn't do enough," she said. I responded with "Oh, I'm sure you did plenty," but as much as I can try to convince someone else, I'm having a... Continue Reading →
A few weeks ago when a text that said "Be careful" popped up on my phone, it was nice to see. I'm so used to getting the ones that say "Where are you?" and "You almost here?" and "Pick me up in two minutes." The difference in the text that day was that it came... Continue Reading →
Last year for six months, the sound of a tug boat -- sometimes a tug boat blowing into a foghorn -- traveled from my son's room and filled our whole house. In 5th grade, he was told to practice his saxophone every night for 20 minutes, and he refused to miss a night, even when we said it was okay to miss... Continue Reading →
I'm waiting for the explosion. My boys are playing together, shooting baskets into a little hoop on the back of the door in their room. I can hear them laughing, having fun, high-fiving....then there's some muffled commotion....and here it comes. "OOWW!!" The door flings open, and the youngest boy is chasing his brother down the hall into the living room. He... Continue Reading →
Who Stole My Bon Bons? 