B: I like how that one is so close to your skin. And how it has the stripes. It makes you look like a zebra. B: Why do you want a dress? You don’t wear dresses. J: Girls wear dresses. […]
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He read to me. Yesterday, before nap, he picked a book off of his bookshelf and read. I stared at him. His cowlic, just as swirly as it was when we could see it before his hair even came in. […]
*Photo credit: PamAndie Photography My sister. My brother. My sisters-in-law. My brothers-in-law. My mom. My dad. My mother-in-law. My father-in-law. My Godparents. And people like parents. Family that isn’t really family. My sorority sisters. And random girlfriends from all […]
“I’m not from Omaha…” Fill in the blank. After that statement, anything could follow. I could say, So I don’t know what schools are considered good or bad. Or maybe, I didn’t have the crazy world of select sports. Or So I just […]
“Does he ever cry?” One of the childcare staff at the gym asked me the other day as she held H. If you would have told me after my first and second born that someone would be asking me this question, I […]
I was an active person, before kids. I mean, I played sports in high school. Okay… I went out for sports in high school and legitimately played tennis. And I played intramurals in college. Sort of. I come from a pretty […]
In any given week, I have to wash, what feels like 64 loads, of their crusty, sweaty, painty, boy-worn clothes. I have to change endless amounts of diapers. Filled with poop. Pee. And other foreign objects. And clean up spit […]
Okay, people. Can we just have a little chat? A little Saturday morning coffee talk? Grab your coffee, Diet Coke {you know that’s what I’m rockin’}, Tea, or whatever suits for fancy and pop a squat. I received this in […]
It’s been a bit of a week around these parts. I don’t mean to be dramatic, here. Okay, who am I kidding, I mean to be a little dramatic. But we’ve truly had ourselves a bit of a week. Not like the […]
When he was thirty-two weeks and one day in… the morning looked like this… Thirty-two weeks and one day ago, by dusk, our life looked like this… And now, here we are. All things being equal. Thirty-two weeks and one […]
