Tag Archives: motherhood
Saying goodnight
As I was getting ready to go out, my eldest son glanced up and noticed a strand of silvery colored beads around my neck. Wow, I like your necklace, Mama. Those are shiny. And pretty. And sparkly. A few minutes later, my husband glanced at me. Him: Are you going for the middle school.. ahem, …
We look at life from both sides now
By mid-day the Nyquil fog had lifted. Finally. I can’t tolerate the medicine anymore. Every morning this week I felt like I’d fallen asleep in a bathtub of gin. Today is day six of Me vs a Sinus Infection. When I woke, I could breathe! This immediately put me in a good mood. Unfortunately, rousing the boys …
Damn that Peter Parker
Dear Two-Year-Old, You were so mad because I wouldn’t let you wear your pajamas to school today. Those are your “night night” shorts, I explained. Try these baseball shorts instead. No! Not these baseball shorts! You grabbed your pjs and ran away. Cursing silently, I drank deeply (coffee – it’s 8 am). I told him …
Good night moon
It’s 8:20 pm. I listen closely outside the door of the boys’ room. Blessed silence. Drill Sergeant Mama arrived on the scene at my house tonight the moment dinner ended. She allowed a tolerable amount of playtime, negotiated dustups as they arose between brothers, ushered children into the bath tub, supervised a dance party, worked a …
Remembering 1974
The eighth of March in the year one thousand nine hundred and seventy four was a Friday. A brief examination of the day’s history did not offer exceptionally interesting bits of information, except that perhaps it was the day the Charles de Gaulle Airport opened in Paris. But while looking at what happened either just before …
