Sometimes it seems I only post the bad parts of my day. The melodramaticness of this morning passed rather quickly after I posted about it. We went inside. Benjamin put his hangers in his shirts and then whined about going outside, which I told him was out of the...
Like when I tell my 5yo to look at the overcast covering of clouds and she says, “I do not see any clouds.” I give up. When my 3yo says he’d rather sit on the living room floor staring at the wall than put hangers in shirts so he can come join us...
I have disappeared. I told them to pick up the train tracks and then slipped into the back bedroom and shut the door. I’m all for open floor plans, but sometimes I just need a hiding place. When I’m the only adult around, my brain refuses to stop. My ears...
Sometimes my kids do things that just make me want to cry. This afternoon, for example, Benjamin (who is almost four) threw my kitchen timer on the floor. I didn’t see the first throw; I figured someone had simply dropped something. I was curious when I heard...
For the 17th consecutive week, I forgot to have Josh take the garbage out on garbage day. So when I saw the truck rumble up to our neighbor’s driveway, I grabbed my coat and rushed out. But, rewind, this was a weird morning where Josh was actually here when the...
