When we were expecting our fourth child, our last baby, everyone would say, “He’ll be so laid back,” “What’s one more?” or “If you survived three, four will be a breeze.” So when our handsome last baby joined our family, we were not prepared for him to be the HARDEST BABY EVER (Read HERE if you … More We used to (before we had four!)
The solitude of the ten o’clock hour is something I look forward to each night. Not because I don’t love the voices that vibrate off the yogurt smudged walls of my home. Not because I don’t enjoy the daily recap conversation with my husband. Only because then, at ten o’clock, it is quiet. I can turn off … More I pray for my children
I have somehow found myself here again. Here being the eve of Kindergarten. I did this once before, this Kindergarten thing, with my first baby. But it’s not easier. In fact, it’s harder. Harder because I see the result of Kindergarten walking around in my kitchen, shirtless, leaving cupboards open, wrappers on the counter, explaining to me … More I Hate Kindergarten
Did you know that third graders in the state of Iowa will now be forced to repeat the third grade if they cannot read? This summer our neighborhood is bustling with elementary aged boys, including two of my own. One of whom is entering the third grade. They boys’ sun-kissed shoulders and bare feet bustle around … More Third Graders in Iowa cannot read
My oldest son is in second grade, and while he is most excited to share with me the broken mechanical pencil or the abandoned key chain he found in the dirty germ filled crevices of the school bus, I love skimming through all the work he brings home. I know it’s probably the teacher in … More Because I’m His Kid
I get it, you saw me coming. “We got one, guys,” you probably shouted over your shoulder as you saw a mud covered Dodge Caravan jump the curb into your parking lot. Instantly, you greeted me at my window. “Welcome ma’am.” Let’s just pause there for a minute. You called me ma’am. As if I’m … More When a Mom Walks Into Jiffy Lube
I won’t stop saying your name. You are still near. I won’t stop saying your name. You are unchanged. I won’t stop saying your name. When others tell me I should. I won’t stop saying your name. When only time has grown. I won’t stop saying your name. I still love you. Love is endless. … More I won’t stop saying your name
When you’re the coach’s kid, your wardrobe consists of two colors. School colors. You wear them proudly. When you’re the coach’s kid, and you get in trouble, you’re reminded to “be a team player!” When you get hurt, you walk it off. When you’ve done nothing but watch TV, eat frosting straight out of the … More When you’re the coach’s kid
Oh Little Girl, The sun does not wake me most mornings. No, most mornings it is you. You tip-toe across the room and climb under my covers. You snuggle your tiny frame until you’ve made me your perfect pillow. There we will fall back asleep; you, on my chest and I, dreaming the sweetest of dreams. … More Dear Daughter, Remember You Love Me
I couldn’t stop reading the stories of Joey and Rory. My heart aches for them, yet they leave me so inspired. … More Joey + Rory + unexpected corners
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