Voices of Gratitude
Happy Veteran’s Day! A heartfelt thanks to the brave, selfless men and women who have served our country in order to give us the freedom to do whatever completes or inspires us… even if it’s something as simple as working from home while having breakfast in bed in your PJs. Check out my most recent read more…
Top 15 Work-from-Home Interruptions
Mysterious poop in the bathtub MOMMY! There’s a HUGE spider in the toilet!” Extreme hunger (not mine) Extreme thirst (not mine either) “MOMMY!! Claire’s about to tell on me and everything she says will be a lie!” Four doorbell rings and a dozen phone calls Extreme hunger (mine this time) Extreme thirst (mine, for tequila) read more…
Hypnosis
Abby just let out a shriek, and they all came running. Savannah’s explanation: “I was hypnotizing Abby, and when she fell to the ground, she hit her head on the door.” Apparently everyone falls to the ground when they go into hypnosis. And if they don’t, they get pushed.
Short-order cook
Some families sit down together every night and eat the same meal. Everyone’s plates look more or less the same. I’m aware of this. From night to night, I experience various levels of guilt caused by the fact that we are not one of those families. This evening, for example, Savannah requested her favorite meal, read more…
DUH, Mom…
Now that I have a 7-year-old daughter, certain words and objects I’ve been using for years have suddenly become grounds for complete and utter humiliation, translating into serious preteen attitude. How dare I bring Savannah a sippy cup of juice in front of all her friends? DUH, Mom. Once you graduate first grade, lids with read more…
Cookie monster
I never want to forget the pure, unadulterated, innocent joy that just lit up Abby’s face when she found out she was allowed to have a smiley-face Busken cookie for mid-day dessert. She carried it on a plate upstairs to her room, her eyes never leaving the cookie, smiling back at it as if they read more…
Moments
Tonight, I lived in the moment… 20 to 30 of them, actually. I was immersed in my laptop, neck-deep in an article, when I realized it was almost eight o’clock on a beautiful evening and I hadn’t yet spent any time with the kids since Nana & Papa brought them home after their sleepover last read more…
Boys
Savannah never ceases to amaze me with her nuggets of premature wisdom. Today, riding in the car with her cousins, she delivered this little soliloquy: “There are some boys who like you only because of what you have or the clothes you wear. You can just tell. So you should just not hang out with read more…
Baby face
Last night, Savannah asked me if I could still see her “baby face” when I looked at her. I was struck by the question, because just the other day I’d been thinking that I still recognized the little bow-shaped mouth and wide-set blue eyes I’d gazed at in the moments after she was born. I read more…
Went a little crazy tonight…
…and locked the bathroom door while taking a shower. I had a wild fantasy: a full 10 minutes to myself. No kids poo-pooing on the potty, drawing pictures of anatomies on the steamy mirror, or swinging from the handle of the shower door like wild monkeys. As is usually the case with fantasies, the real thing read more…