Poor Connor got so upset tonight. He was carefully crafting a card for my mom for Mother’s Day. When he showed me, I noticed he’d written all the letters from right to left. He argued with me briefly that he always writes that way before admitting that he’d written the “G” like an “e” and decided to write the rest of the letters to the left of that so it wasn’t apparent. Then, he cried.
I grew up watching baseball. Well, mostly I grew up watching Mickey Tettleton (catcher and ball-crusher for the Tigers) but, I really, really liked the game, too. I promise.
courtesy: the daily fungo
A really good friend of mine recently shared her daughter’s bout with separation anxiety. I witnessed it first-hand, actually. We participated in a March of Dimes walk this past Saturday and as soon as sweet little Maya looked at me, she quickly turned into her mom’s knees and shoved her head directly in between. I promised her I wouldn’t take her picture, but apparently, that wasn’t the real issue. She didn’t want to think for one second her mom was going to walk away from her and leave her with *gasp* me! Continue reading
There are conversations that Connor and I have that leave me scratching my head. He is amazingly smart. His memory is far superior to mine. Let me just quality that, prior to being pregnant with Connor, I think my memory was awesome. I mean, I don’t remember … but, I’m sure it was good. These days, I’m lucky to remember where I put my coffee cup. Continue reading
It’s time.
It’s time that I introduce you to my new site; my new chapter. I wrote a (likely too long) summary of what I’m doing here. I have to be honest … I’m equal parts scared and excited to share this journey that is otherwise known as my life.
I have so many things I want to share. First, though, I just want to talk to the kid that makes me get out of bed every day. Continue reading
i melt
a brand new ending 