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There’s Always Something (There To Remind Me)
I shouldn’t be writing this while hunched over my bedside table. I shouldn’t be writing this at all, actually; I shouldn’t be anywhere near my laptop since I should be luxuriating in a Jacuzzi in our hotel suite. You know- the hotel suite that The Captain and I were supposed to be cozily ensconced in this weekend, since this was supposed to be our annual anniversary getaway weekend…. which ended in ashes last year, as I told you here. And life has a funny way of repeating itself; only this time, it went in reverse. Vomit + kid illness = NOT GOING. So I’m posting for two reasons: 1- to…
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This Elfin’ Guy…
So it’s over. It’s finally over. I wish I could say that I”m sorry to see it all go- the shreds of wrapping paper, the fake pine tree needles embedded in the carpet, the excess dust that seems to accumulate via the holiday decorations- but I’m NOT. Don’t get me wrong; I loved spending time with the family. I savored the looks of joy and delight on the kids’ faces as they enjoyed their gifts. But the work involved to GET there, and then to get THROUGH the holiday… leaves me feeling like this: And most of all, I’m thrilled to bid adieu to THIS GUY: I have a love/hate…
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Drowning In The Carpool
The first few days of school in September are ideal for walking to and fro school. The weather is typically delightful; we are still afresh with energy and enthusiasm for the brand spanking’ new school year. Donning their immaculate new sneakers and backpacks (and the triple stroller), we cheerfully embark on our brief walk to school. Fast forward about a week or two, when the shine has worn off. The sneakers are scuffed, the backpacks are heavier, and the enthusiasm has waned. Late. Every morning of recent weeks has been a car ride in the ole’ mom-mobile rather than a walk through the neighborhood. And even then, we cut it…
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Horsing Around
As a stay-at-home mom of six, it can be challenging for me to make time to spend quality, one-on-one moments with each of my kids. I find that I occasionally drift into the herd mentality, where I focus on the basic feeding, care & transport of the entire group. But I know that kids not only crave that solo time with their parent(s), but need it in order to thrive. So a great opportunity came my way recently to spend quality time with #2, via her Girl Scout troop. The troop leaders planned a special getaway weekend- just the moms and the girls. As in, just myself and #2. Alone.…
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