October 20th, 2008 I can’t stop crying now.
Because I watched this.
There are no gory pictures. Just sad, sad, sad ones. It’s a very important video to watch — please take the 5 minutes and watch it now.
In his homily this weekend, a priest at a local parish told the congregation that there are many important issues for Catholics to consider this election season and that abortion is only one of
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October 2nd, 2008 This afternoon, Daniel marched up to me, grabbed hold of my hand, and sank his tiny barracuda teeth deep into my flesh.
“Ouch!” I cried.
He released the jaws of death, wiped his mouth with the back of one fat hand, and looked up at me with bright, innocent eyes.
“Dat hurts Mama,” he observed scientifically.
September 14th, 2008 Now here’s what it’s all about.
If God created the internet for no other reason, it surely was so that mothers could help and support other mothers through the potty training process.
Excellent advice. Moral support. Practical considerations.
It’s all there. Go now.
September 11th, 2008 Your mother grabs her camera instead of scolding when you get into the still-warm cupcakes before they’ve even been frosted.
August 18th, 2008 He has fallen again.
Crying, he comes running and I lift him into my arms. Grubby fingers clutch at my hair. He sobs into my shirt, wipes his nose on my neck, and then turns and squirms for release.
I kiss the back of his head and set him on ground. The minute his sandaled feet hit the gravel, he’s off. And running. Toward bicycles and boulders. Toward big kids
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July 9th, 2008 This is the game:
1. Stand on a chair in the dining room.
2. Dump enormous box of crayons onto the floor.
3. Giggle with glee.
4. Get down from chair and painstakingly refill box with every last crayon from the floor.
5. Repeat.
July 7th, 2008 that when a 22 month old gets up only a few hours after being put to bed and we punish him with hugs, kisses, giggles, television, salty snacks, and drinks (because, of course, snacks make a boy thirsty) …
I’m sure he learns from this that his job is to sleep all night in his own bed. I’m sure.
July 3rd, 2008 If you insist upon playing in your kiddie pool in your most natural state … Your mother is going to take pictures.
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