My son was recently going through his "old" room, (having upgraded twice as each older sibling moved out) and found a whole bunch of his "treasures". Included in this category: a bag of broken crap collected from the street while walking home from elementary school, a chunk of concrete, stuffed animals, bouncy balls (around 100 … Continue reading Growing up.
Back in the dark ages when I had little kids, there wasn't the internet to go to for parenting advice. You pretty much drew on your own upbringing and either emulated it, or fought against it. I did a bit of both. By the time Steve and I parted ways in 2002, things were picking … Continue reading I didn’t think it would be this hard.
For as long as I can remember, the 4th of July has been my favorite holiday. As a kid, there wasn't an expectation of what to do. We didn't have a lake place. We didn't even know people HAD lake places. Mom would fill up the old Coleman water jug with lemonade. She'd pack up … Continue reading I think it was the 4th of July.
Cigarettes. The newest taboo. The filthy, filthy cigarette. Today I was conducting some business at the bank, and my heavily bearded, perfectly coiffed teller had his Vape sitting just out of eyesight. (he simply could not have been more cliche`) Because I'm on the lower side of tall, I could see it perfectly from my vantage … Continue reading Cigarettes.
When Taylor was born and her first Christmas came around I went out and got her a Baby's First Christmas ornament from Hallmark. In fact, I think I got two. And most years afterwards, minus a few years here and there, after the holiday I would take the kids out and let them pick out … Continue reading Letting go.
I remember Taylor's first Halloween. I bought a hooded sweatshirt and dyed it orange. I spent hours hot gluing brown yarn all around the hood. I carefully painted her little toddler face with whiskers and a nose and she was the most adorable lion you have EVER seen. And we took her to the neighbors houses … Continue reading Happy Halloween – Don’t be a dick.
Im gradually going to be bringing some of my older pieces from blogspot over here. This is from August of 2011. so. i've been wanting to write my daughter a letter that sort of sums up everything i'm feeling about her leaving for school. more like how i feel about her graduating from hs. going … Continue reading flying.