I just sent this text to a friend. It helps to know we're not the only ones. This is the greatest gift we can give one another, the gift of it's not just you. I feel like I say this all the time (feel free to roll your eyes at me), but I really only write about… Continue reading It’s Not Just You
Month: October 2017
At Seven
At seven, you're getting better at a lot of things. Tying your shoes, writing ... the list goes on. Other techniques, though, still need a little work. E, reading from a popsicle stick: Hey mom? What kind of … what does B-O-A-T-S spell? Me: Boats. E: Hey mom? What kind of boats do … what does… Continue reading At Seven
When Someone Gives You a Pie
Some years ago, soon after one of their children was born, we took a meal over to our neighbors. Paul calls it the Baby Mess. (Because it's such a mess of stuff, not because it's disgusting. We hope.) The traditional Baby Mess includes a big roast, potatoes, a hot vegetable, a salad, some rolls, and… Continue reading When Someone Gives You a Pie
Sicky, Sicky Boy
Elias was home sick from school today. (He’s fine. Also he’s not contagious.) I took him to express care and let the chatter in the waiting room wash over us without taking much of it in. He sat next to me on a Naugahyde loveseat and burrowed into my armpit. I reached around to rub… Continue reading Sicky, Sicky Boy
Boots
We had soccer today, and then we came home and did our Saturday chores. There was much less grumbling this week than usual, possibly because I reached the end of my grumbling tolerance last Saturday and I was so loud the neighbors were hiding. Whatever the reason, Saturday chores got done in record time. Next… Continue reading Boots