This week is Susan’s special week at preschool, which means I am scrambling to create a poster “highlighting her family and favorite things to do.” It also means that on Wednesday I will remember to make peanut butter balls (edible playdough) approximately three minutes before we’re supposed to leave to take her to school. It [...]
At church this week I ended up on the hemmed in side of the pew. This usually happens to me, even though I remember I hate the inexorable tide of three children and a loving husband pressing me into the corner where the pew meets the wall, because I am usually the first to walk [...]
Start all the clocks, get on your Sunday best Let the dogs bark, let them wake us from our rest Strike up the organ, the choir shout Hurray! For He is risen, and is not where He lay. Pink-gloved daughters, sons in pastel ties Full of sugar, sticky fingers, high happy cries Scribble with crayons [...]
This morning as I pulled out of our neighborhood, Sally and Susan wanted to know why there were flags at the end of the cul-de-sac. I turned my head to look back, then shrugged. Maybe today is Washington’s or Lincoln’s actual birthday, I guessed. I dropped them off at school; Susan was incensed that her [...]
I have a strict no-coat-forcing policy. And the tattoo? It came in Susan’s pre-school Valentine haul. It’s a frog, and it’ll wash off in a few days. Just like the piercings that’ll heal over in no time. In honor of President’s Day, my parents held a fire and ice party. We did the snow first, [...]
We had fancy plans for New Year’s Eve: my first grown-up party, with actual (digital) invitations and fancy people from Dick’s work. Then the fancy people got sick and the party was canceled, which turned out to be a good thing because the stress from choosing something to wear from my extensive wardrobe (mom jeans [...]
I recently found my list of goals for the year 2003. Hoo-boy! was it old news: Lose 20 pounds, be more patient, organize the finances, meal planning, and laundry, pray with greater intent, write something. DANG am I glad I reached those goals and can now focus on planting a garden, finishing my basement single-handedly [...]