Dear Son #1, #2, and #3, There's a lot of talk in our house about what's mine, what's ours, what's yours, what's his, what used to be his but now it's not because it was traded...and usually it's in reference to something insanely important like a Hot Wheels car, a piece of Lego or, yes, a… Continue reading The Farm Life is Our Life.
Dear Sons #1, #2, & #3, Happy New Year! Happy 2024! No, you did not stay up until midnight. No, you did not get copious amounts of candy or chocolate or chips or pop just because it was New Years' Eve. And no, you're not going to be taught about "new years resolutions" or "new… Continue reading New Year. New You? No Way!
Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, This post, for the first time, is not about you but about me and some very talented writer mamas that I have collaborated with from Exhale Creativity. All with a mutual goal of growing in our communities and in our writing, we are giving away a $20 Amazon GC,… Continue reading Giveaway!!! Need I say more?
Dear Son #1, A couple of years ago we were told that you needed to wear glasses and so you picked out a cool "lava" pair which you thought were the coolest. Which they were. After a couple of days at school and a couple of kids laughing at you (Really? We're still making fun… Continue reading You are you.
Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, I roll my eyes and let out a very audible sigh for the 28th time today. And it's only 8:45 am. The bickering. The constant bickering that you three partake in simply astounds me sometimes. And drives me up the wall all the time. I take a deep breath… Continue reading The Bro Zone.
Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, I gaze at the crowd, eyes shining as bright as the sparkling dress and glistening diamonds that I am wearing. Finally, my moment has come, the day that I have always dreamed about yet am still shocked that I'm at last experiencing it. The crowd has quietened their deafening… Continue reading And the Toilet Brush Award of Excellence goes to…
ANGUS, Ontario—Local mother of three boys (who pee everywhere) was shocked last Tuesday when her youngest son, Alexander (3, acts like 33), proceeded to poop on the potty. Many people would not find this news particularly shocking but as reported from his mother, he has spent many months now dramatically claiming that he "will never… Continue reading Shock Rattles Local Mother When She Realizes Her Three-Year-Old Can Poop On The Potty After All.
Dear Son #3 (AKA Baby A), This is it. My journey—our journey actually—is almost over. Some things I'll miss, some things I most definitely won't. It is a well-known fact that the "Terrible Twos" have a reputation for being just that, terrible. Most likely because two is the age where you're not a baby anymore,… Continue reading From Terrible Twos to Thankless Threes.
Dear Son #1, Two years ago everything stopped. Suddenly, mercilessly and injected with an immense amount of fear, it all stopped. It was as if Gru had taken his Freeze Ray gun thing to the world and left us all standing there in place, blinking in panic but unable to react appropriately or even at… Continue reading But you remember.
Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, You know your Mommy and Daddy, we're always up for trying new things and we like to encourage you to do the same, otherwise life is just far too boring. In hindsight maybe it would have been a more relaxing summer if we hadn't have spontaneously bought a 100-acre… Continue reading It was all so new.
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