Being a mom to 3 boys is sometimes an exercise in acceptance. There will never be breakfast in bed or handmade cards decorated with lace doily hearts and glitter or prom dress shopping, but, I’m ok with that. I wouldn’t trade my guys for the world. Knowing that Mother’s Day has the potential to be basically … Continue reading Mother’s Day 2016 –3 sons, 7 Sisters and two many moms with lost children
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The precariousness of balance
Last Monday while I attended the Leap Day event at the University Club, my tightly wrapped world unraveled a bit. It was a great reminder to me about the always tenuous hold we have on life, how rapidly things can take a turn in an unexpected direction. To begin, Monday night has been declared as … Continue reading The precariousness of balance
Observations and the science fair
I'm a little ashamed for thinking, much less saying, this but ... I really kind of detest the science fair. It isn't because science isn't really my thing, or that I'm opposed to exploring a topic of interest, it's just that it turns into so much work without much reward. It's hard to be excited … Continue reading Observations and the science fair
What parents think when their kid doesn’t make it home by curfew
I can't believe (s)he's late! Midnight is more than reasonable a curfew! I'm so annoyed. Give an inch, they take a mile. I hope there wasn't an accident. Were there drugs at that party?!? You can't even text? Why can't you text? Are you injured? Did you forget your keys? Are you outside too hesitant … Continue reading What parents think when their kid doesn’t make it home by curfew
Worst mother, best neighbors
Last Monday, my oldest son and I took a walk with Jeter around the neighborhood. We were about a mile away from our house when we came across some curbside treasure - a leather couch in remarkably good condition. Hmmm. I should tell you about our history with couches. In the last 20 years there … Continue reading Worst mother, best neighbors
Letting go
Saturday was a big day and I'm not talking about American Pharaoh's upset up in Saratoga. No, it was the first day of my oldest son's adult life - he is officially a college freshman. Yesterday was Drop Off day, which might be better named Jump off a Cliff Day because that's what I felt … Continue reading Letting go
Moments that mean “Beach Vacation.”
Having no idea whatsoever of the time. A margarita - and then another one. Donuts with breakfast and chips with lunch. Classic board games. Ordering your afternoon like this: walk - nap - run - shower - wine. Another load of towels in the washing machine. A layer of stickiness that can only be … Continue reading Moments that mean “Beach Vacation.”
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