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Grateful for One Moment of Terror in the Chick-fil-A Play Area

Grateful for One Moment of Terror in the Chick-fil-A Play Area

Dark pink. Bright yellow. Dark pink. Bright yellow. My eyes searched through green t-shirts, white leggings, denim shorts and purple rompers until they landed on a dark pink tank top and bright yellow sun dress. My children. I leaned back against the glass wall, and relaxed into the cushioned bench that rested on top ofRead More

And There She Is: My Toddler Has Arrived

And There She Is: My Toddler Has Arrived

The smell of a dying fire swirled through the air as the sound of crickets filled the dark silent space. My left hip bone dug into the hard ground, it’s own layer of fat and the thick sleeping bag underneath providing a slim layer of comfort. Our first family camping experience would prove to beRead More

I know this little girl…

I know this little girl…

I know this little girl She came into our world All plump and round and sweet What a joy to meet Her eyes are crystal blue They sparkle bright and true Her auburn hair it shimmers In the sunlight how it glimmers A blessing we’ve been given A daughter and a sibling A sweet andRead More

Panic! in the Bathroom

Panic! in the Bathroom

Oh. My. God. OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD! My hands were shaking and my heart bulging from every artery when I saw what was on the screen. A picture of me. Well, half of me. From the waist down. Pants around my ankles. Sitting on the toilet. On Instagram. Did it post? Did it post? I didn’t know. MyRead More

Toddlers: Like Living with a Bear

Toddlers: Like Living with a Bear

They can look cute and cuddly from a distance. Bumbling around, frolicking in the wilderness, foraging for a tasty snack of juicy berries. But then, something sets them off. They feel threatened and are unable to communicate like an adult human. Suddenly, often without warning, they attack. Growling, snarling, sometimes biting. You’ve been warned. BearRead More

They bring out my worst, and give me their best.

They bring out my worst, and give me their best.

Mom? What? Um….mom? What?! Mom…can I have…um…. WHAT?! You’re stressing me out, kid! Some days, I am full of love and patience and only soft words for my children. Other days, though, I am impatient and unkind. I am Old Yeller. Trivial things get under my skin. Usually ones that happen after some major annoyance.Read More