Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, That’s right, it’s true. The big day is almost here – CHRISTMAS! Gaaahhh let’s go crazy!! This year, however, I decided instead of presents I would write you a poem. Isn’t that special, unique and beautiful? I thought you were getting a bit tired of opening gifts every single Christmas. So, give your… Continue reading ‘Twas the night before Christmas at the Kiezebrink house…
Dear Son #1, I remember the first week of JK for you. You learned so much, made so many friends, had so many stories and remembered so many sickening Kindergarten catch phrases. One of the worst ones though, that has really stuck and is often said in our house through gritted teeth, is the famous: … Continue reading SHARING IS CARING! Ugh.
Dear Son #1, Five years ago, I began a journey of lifelong learning. The hard way. Five years ago, you made me a Mom. And you taught me how. Thankfully you never made it boring for me and every day I learned something new, whether I wanted to or not. So, this post is a… Continue reading Happy Birthday Pieter Boy and thanks for teaching me how to be a Mom.
Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, There are many things that people say to me as I stroll around with three boys under five... “You’ve got your hands full” - And a few more would be helpful. “Wow, three boys, busy mama” - Yes, I haven’t been bored or rested since 2015. “Oooh are you going to try… Continue reading No. I will not enjoy every moment with you.
Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, I’m going to tell you something that may come as a shock. It may make you angry, upset or scared but here it goes... It’s not all about you. Gasp. It’s true and a couple of weeks ago we dumped you off at Oma and Opa’s for 55 hours… Continue reading 55 Hours.
Dear Son #1, Well, here goes nothing. It’s officially the first day of school, but you’re staying at home this year. While everyone has their own reasons for either sending their kids to school or keeping them home – it doesn’t matter. Either way it was a hard decision to make. You so badly wanted… Continue reading First day of “school” – PLEASE SEND WINE
Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, I’ve always had an inkling that raising boys would be gross. They say gross things, do gross things, and somehow always wind up gross by the end of the day. And I’m good with it. In fact, most of it doesn’t even faze me anymore as I turn away,… Continue reading Why are you so gross?
Dear Son #2, Wow. My dear sweet William. I can’t believe you’re three years old today. And still have all of your limbs intact. Daddy and I agree that you are the good child. Sorry Pieter and Alexander but your brother is the easiest for us when it comes to “doing life” with you three.… Continue reading Happy Birthday William! Now please watch your step…
Dear Son #1 & #2, We did it. We finished school. And we’re all still alive to talk about it. H-A-L-L-E-L-U-J-A-H! We just finished three months of non-voluntary homeschooling and not only did the experience confirm my decision not to homeschool you on a permanent basis, but it gave me an even greater appreciation for your teachers. Some… Continue reading School’s done for the summer, and I missed your teachers. So much.
Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, "The Bad Cold". It’s everywhere, it’s non-stop, it prohibits us from doing so many things, it’s hurting lots of people and all-in-all it totally sucks. I know, I hear ya. Some good things have come from being locked down for over 3 months though. The earth and all of… Continue reading The greatest thing since toaster waffles.
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