Some words should never go together to construct a sentence. For example, a mom should never have to utter the words, “There’s a dirty pull up stuck in a tree outside my house!” I, however, said those words Wednesday morning just after 7 a.m. I walked into my two-year-old son’s room to find him without… Continue reading The Pull-Up Incident
Category: Motherhood
Stop: Snuggle time
My house is a wreck. I’m not just talking some of the time. I’m talking just about every day. I’m quite sure if burglars came to my home, they would walk in and think someone else had beaten them to it and leave. I think it’s almost a lost cause at this point in my… Continue reading Stop: Snuggle time
Resurrection cookies
As a parent, I struggle with making sure the true meaning of Easter, Christ’s death and resurrection, doesn’t get overshadowed by Easter baskets, dying eggs and the anticipation of the Easter Bunny’s arrival. It seems like all holidays anymore boil down to consumption of material things, and I don’t want that to be the sole… Continue reading Resurrection cookies
The LASIK Low down
Amazing. There’s simply no other word to describe it. One month ago I had LASIK eye surgery, and it’s nothing short of a miracle for someone who had (note the past tense here!!!) such poor vision. When I say I needed glasses to see, I really mean I NEEDED glasses to see. To quote my… Continue reading The LASIK Low down
The Bead
As a parent, you never know what adventures a day will bring. Take this past Saturday. It was a typical afternoon at the house, and suddenly my 2-year-old picked up a green bead that had fallen off his sister’s preschool artwork, tossed it in his mouth and darted off to another room. I heard my… Continue reading The Bead
Tangled
For Valentine’s Day this year, I was prepared. I was determined that I’d help my kids make their own valentines for their preschool classmates. Thanks to familyfun.com I found a fool-proof homemade valentine, a one-eyed heart monster. My four-year-old son instantly loved the idea. My daughter wasn’t sold on the one eye. A practical chick,… Continue reading Tangled
Time
Time is something I’ve been thinking about a lot lately. As a mom of small children, I’m constantly fluctuating between a state of wanting time to stand still and wishing time would speed up. When I think about my twins turning five in a few months, I long for time to slow down. When I… Continue reading Time
Big boy bed
Change isn’t easy. I’ve been reminded of that on a daily basis for the last four weeks—usually between the hours of 5 a.m. and 6 a.m. That’s when I’m often awakened from my peaceful slumber by the sounds of heavy footsteps upstairs and slamming doors. My new alarm clock comes in the form of an… Continue reading Big boy bed
Twinship
My twins share a unique bond. No matter how hard I try I will never fully understand it because I’m not a twin. Sure, I know what it’s like to have a sibling, but I can still remember life before my brother was born. Being four years older than my brother, I also was never… Continue reading Twinship
O Christmas Tree
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! How insane you make me! Actually it’s not the tree’s fault. It’s my toddler with sticky fingers that’s the problem. Like most two-year-olds (at least that’s what I tell myself), Siler just can’t resist the sparkling lights and all the shiny ornaments on our Christmas tree. I’ve spent much… Continue reading O Christmas Tree