Category: Children

Everyone Should Have a Mr. C.J.

Well hello, grown up shoes. It’s what I saw from the second bleacher row. I hate sitting there; I’m old and fat and sitting that long on a backless bench makes my back ache and my shoulders twitch, so I crane about and look for things to distract myself from my middle aged reality. The […]

Cause I’ve Gotta Have Faith

I talked about faith today with my middle guy. It was after we fought, as we sat in a church pew. He didn’t want to be there; neither did I. I struggled to find words to explain why it was important for us to be there, and even though the words came out of my […]

My First Wordless Wednesday

Wordless Wednesday is still a thing, right? Because her.  I’m participating in NaBloPoMo, and posting everyday in November.

Like Mother Like Daughter

“That didn’t last long, did it?” She was referring to the leaves on the trees. She shares my love of crisp air and fiery red leaves, and looks forward to hot apple cider and cinnamon doughnuts and afternoons getting lost in corn mazes. Last week the leaves were starting to change colors, she said. Now […]

No Sparkly Shoes for You

I spent hours today trying to find black pants for Erin. Hours, because they couldn’t be black jeans, black leggings or black khakis. They had to be black “dress” pants that “cover the ankles.” Then we had to find a plain black headband, and plain black, closed toed shoes. No sparkles or buckles or straps. […]

Happy Birthday, Dragon Boy

I’m a dragon, mom. And you’re a dog. That means we’ll fight a lot. He was about eight or so. Young enough that he wasn’t so damn obstinate when someone suggested going to a Chinese restaurant (or any restaurant with anything other than burgers, chicken strips or fettuccine Alfredo on the menu). Young enough that […]

Ready, Steady

When it comes to the firsts, I’ve never been the best mom. First words escape me.  I know it was ma-ma or da-da, or some other monosyllabic chant that we celebrated as intentional. But the details? Buried somewhere in memory, along with countless other things I failed to note in the almost-empty baby books on […]

Yes and No

“Really, mom? It’s not like it’s the first time I’m leaving. Isn’t it easier now than it was last year?” That question came up as we talked about your move…six days and counting, now. You’d think it would be old hat by now, wouldn’t you, son? I love that you apply your stoic logic to […]

Eleven Is

Today I saw eleven. Eleven is anticipation. Eleven is waking up to cinnamon roll coffee cake and not caring that it’s all butter and sugar and sugar and butter. Eleven is giddy and impatient, opening cards and forgetting to read who it’s from because what’s inside is so much better. Eleven is sweet to brothers […]

Countdown

I freaked out a few people when I posted to Facebook this morning that our Listen To Your Mother: Kansas City show is less than two weeks away. One week, five days to be exact. When we first started thinking about this show, before Christmas last year, it seemed to me like we had so […]

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I am a freelance writer, ghost author, editor and content strategist. I am a mother to three extraordinarily ordinary kids, the daughter of a genuinely good man, and an aspiring yogi, creative non-fiction and memoir addict, wanna-be world traveler, and work in progress. This is my personal blog.
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