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oh, mother
It wasn’t too long ago one of my BFFs posted about the mommy wars that are all too common on the interwebs. Most commonly, you hear women comparing the challenges of being a SAHM or WOHM (which, to be honest, was an entirely new acronym for me … but I like it!) and which is “harder”. I don’t like to put my thoughts out there all the time on such heated topics because I’m too sensitive to get flamed. Note to all readers: my tender heart can’t take meanness so keep it to yourself or just talk behind my back. Whichever. Continue reading
wordless wednesday
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The greatest gift that one human being can give another is
unconditional love. It’s the only thing, ultimately, that really matters. – Joy Gardner
wordless wednesday
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a boy and his bat
It just so happens this week is very busy and it also just so happens that I loved doing a series called “wordless wednesdays” on my old blog. It’s a win-win.
the graduate
How in the great wide world did this happen? My baby boy, I swear born just yesterday, graduated from kindergarten today. As per his requirement request, I found him a balloon … one balloon because he is “going into the first grade.” And, as my luck would have it, the exit I needed to take was closed today so as any mother (who was trying to make her child happy) would do, I used the “Authorized Vehicles Only” turn-around to get off on the next closest exit. I’m pretty sure I would have been considered “Authorized” today, right? Continue reading
buds
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When life hands you rain clouds and you’re at the lake cottage, you make, well … the best of it. Connor and I visited Aunt Rachel, Uncle Charlie, Owen and Audrey (and fam) this weekend. Owen and Connor hit it off like they hadn’t missed a beat, which was awesome. Continue reading
a short story
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The 2012 kindergarten field trip is in the books.
We started with this:
And, as per usual, Connor played the part of a rock star scoring two spares and the ever-elusive-except-when-gutters-are-present strike.
The zoo was our next stop. We ate, played, raced through the exhibits (certain children do not understand what it means to stop and appreciate the animals) and stopped at the preferred destination … the gift shop.
Connor said his favorite exhibit was the snakes. We didn’t see the snakes but one found it’s way home with us:
And now, I feel like this guy:
Good night.
The end.
finding a home for the animals
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Kids have lots of … stuff. I found myself in need of something to store his books, but also his assortment of animals. The kid loves stuffed animals. He tends to pick four faves that sleep with him at night. That doesn’t leave much room for him which, strangely enough, is why I think he frequently winds up in bed with mom or dad. Continue reading
flowers for moms
I’ll never forget on what seemed like my fortieth visit to the lactation consultants at Bronson when one of the nurses told me Connor had an old soul. I wasn’t really sure what it meant but I felt like I had seen that in him, even at four weeks. He just seemed … older; like he had so much more insight into the world than even I, his own mom, had given him credit for. I’ve seen this trait manifest itself several more times since then; most recently, on Mother’s Day. Continue reading
one fine day
insta-love
That boy. Oh, how he melts my heart.
Yesterday, he was simply too excited to share his gifts with me so I he gave me a blue dolphin he’d cut-out and stickered; a card that he made in the shape of a heart with the words, “be (by) connor/for mom/i heart u mom” on the outside and, “mom yes/mother’s happy day/32/mother’s day/smiley/mom i heart u”; another store-bought card he picked out with his dad; a flower bookmark he’d made at school with his hand print in the middle (adorable) and a picture frame and school picture. I felt so special. I don’t think there is a better gift than one made by a child. Continue reading
a brand new ending 