Emily, my six-year-old daughter, has a friend named Carly. She is my best friend Jana’s daughter and they have known each other their whole, brief, drama-filled lives. To say they haven’t always gotten along swimmingly would be an understatement. There is a wake of tantrums, pouting tournaments and tattle-tell-a-thons that began almost the first day […]
Things they should call it besides Labor & Delivery
I don’t know, maybe it’s just me, but Labor & Delivery sounds more like the back entrance to Macy’s then the place where you go to have the most profound and meaningful event of your life. So, I wrote this, inspired by my visit today to see little ‘enry. Pace & Push Shock & Awe […]
The Snow Factor
This morning my daughter, Emily, woke me up early to tell me her ear was hurting. “This one, Mom,” she whispered as she tugged on her left ear. “Maybe if you eat some breakfast, you’ll feel better,” I said. I don’t know why I said it, maybe because this was the kind of thing my […]
Gatorade-filled sippy cups, empty Tupperware bowls (just in case) and hastily engineered ponytails at the pediatrician’s office today.
Ben, my four-year-old, has been sick since Thursday with a fever and now head cold. I am a serial temperature-checker when my kids are sick. I want to have them in bed with us and then poor, patient Larry has to hear the beeping of the ear thermometer every five minutes, like a smoke alarm […]
The word we once longed to hear…now forbidden
My friend, who is an excellent mom, was telling me this story over lunch about her four-year-old daughter, Ella. After a day of repeating the word “mama” seven million times, most of the time for no credible reasons, this excellent mom (EM) was reduced to the following dialog with her: Ella: Mama, mama, mama. EM: […]
How I know my daughter will transition into her teen years easily
My daughter, who is six, said to me tonight, “I am so weak with hunger, I can’t even blink my eyes.” It is properly overly dramatic with just a hint of creativity, wit and angst…most definitely a good sign.
Rhetorical Questions I Ask My Four-Year-Old Son Everyday
Is Mommy laughing right now? Why did you throw that (plate, battery, knife, army man, kitty litter)? How did you get so cute? What do you have in your mouth? How many times have I asked you not to do that? How come I love you so much? What did I just say? Am I […]
OC Mom Models Good Behavior
Larry found this note on his car when he came out of Lowes on Sunday. Yes, there was remarkable ding in the side of his car, but he was so moved by the integrity of this Mom, that he called to say it was fine. Isn’t it just astonishing how doing the right thing can […]
The Sad, Lonely Life of a Mom’s Coffee Cup
I feel sorry for my coffee cup. I do. Here…I’ll show you why. Below is a breakdown on its daily activities. 6:30 a.m. Pulled from un-run dishwasher and hastily rinsed. 6:32 Abandoned in sink while I made Dinasaur Egg Oatmeal (which I swore I wasn’t going to buy again–but, hey, it’s oatmeal.) 6:40 Poured coffee […]
Mensa Mommy
I just can’t help myself–helping my first grader with her homework makes me feel like I’m a genius. Well, maybe not a genius, but at bit like Alex Trebek at a Spelling Bee, “I’m sorry (sweetie), the correct answer is B-I-K-–E.” I realize this feeling will only last as long as her times tables are […]
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