I ran by the grocery store yesterday to get a few things for Memorial Day. We're having a pretty quiet day, but my sister takes our boys to the cemetery for the 21-gun salute every year, and we have breakfast when they come back. I hadn't planned a thing, so I was picking up last-minute… Continue reading Watching Headlines
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A Box
Some evenings, I work. I'm not home when the boys get off the bus. I have been hesitant to let them stay on their own. It's not that long until their father gets home from work, but it's long enough. I was talking to a friend about this recently, and I paused in my explanation.… Continue reading A Box
Never
Paul asked me again when I am taking this picture down. He's asked at intervals for years. He doesn't like the answer, for reasons that escape me. Never. I am never taking it down. It used to be above the fireplace in a frame, but the frame was destroyed in a mysterious accident. I wasn't… Continue reading Never
Slip Slidin’ Away
My children are getting on the bus by themselves now, running down the long lane, shoving and yelling and giggling all the way. I didn't mean for this to happen yet. They are old enough by any objective standard, but people rocket down our rural road like they are practicing for the Autobahn, and mothers… Continue reading Slip Slidin’ Away
Don’t Wanna
I got this in the mail last week. I haven't opened it. I know what it is, and I'm being a brat. It's a nice thick packet. It's all the paperwork that I need to fill out in advance of Levi's annual appointment at the cystic fibrosis center. I've written about annual appointments before. Short version: We… Continue reading Don’t Wanna
Spring Break
At least that's what they're calling this week off school. I haven't seen a lot of evidence of spring. The temperatures are above freezing, at least, and we can all be grateful for that. People keep asking, but we don't have big plans for spring break. The boys already had an extended stay in Florida… Continue reading Spring Break
It’s Not Just You
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
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
9 1/52
I’m feeling guilty about this, my Levi, and you don’t even know anything about it. I wrote your brother a blog post on his birthday. I meant to do one on yours, and the day got away from me. Then the week turned into one of those weeks, and here I am, a week late.… Continue reading 9 1/52