This weekend, Husband and I met with many siblings for an end-of-summer group date. Along came Adorable Nephew and Adorable Nephew’s Adorable Girlfriend. Upon seeing a copy of my book at my parent’s house, Adorable Girlfriend said: Oh, my Mom read that. My mom will read anything. There was a whole lot of laughing right...
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Monthly Archives: August 2009The war cannot go unfought. I must eradicate the enemy, as it lurks, smooth and heavy, waving, taunting. I must destroy. This is war. That may be a little strong. But this is going to be a fight. I am in a battle, anyway. The enemy? Arm flab. Eww. It causes my cool-mama casual waves... Today we hiked a mountain to a cave, sweating and huffing along with the visiting cousins. Kid 3, upon standing at the edge of a cliff, said: “I love nature. Until you fall off nature. That’s when you start swearing.” Hey! I’m taking a little bloggy-break. My sister came into town, and we’re just having a delicious time sitting around and laughing at our kids (who are at this moment rehearsing their “Sunday School Musical” production – details to follow) and eating yummy food. I’ll be back soon – hope you’re having fun, too! Really, what is with my children? We have company coming tomorrow (my Clean sister and her beautiful kids) and I’ve asked my kids to help clean up the house. Now let’s be fair. I’m doing the hard stuff. And the gross stuff. I’m merely asking them to do the (gasp) normal stuff that they should... Okay, so everyone in the world must know this already, but not so much me. So here it is: If I feel crappy about me and sit and do nothing (except maybe eat a bag of caramel popcorn) I will continue to feel crappy and possibly even feel worse. Surprise! But if I do a...  Kid 2 is twelve years old today. This photo is a year old, but she chose it to be posted here. I like it. Her dad took it, and they’re both pretty proud of it (as they very well should be). I learned a lot of really important things from my parenting experiences with Kid... Last night I chaperoned Kid 1′s drama class “theatre retreat” to see a Big Bad Voo Doo Daddy concert. It was a little bit spectacular. Amazing to me how a cool-weather hill on a blanket in the grass can feel almost exactly how I imagine the Cotton Club, mid-1930s with Cab Calloway leading the band.... |