Dear Son #1, Thursday you turned five. Five. I have no idea where that time went but I know that we've had a lot of fun during it. You have never ceased to amaze me in these years with your sense of humour (mildly warped which I can appreciate), your quick comebacks and observations, quirky… Continue reading Five going on 55.
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?
Oh William. How can it be that you are six years old today? It literally seemed like last week when you unceremoniously popped out of me, bruised, battered but oh so quiet compared to the other loud babies in the hospital. You spent the night curled up next to me, whimpering slightly but other than… Continue reading Let’s Keep Chatting.
Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, Well, the dream has finally come alive. We have chickens and farm life is officially complete because I don't want cows, pigs or horses. In May, six terrified chickens arrived in our coop and for weeks we were obsessively checking for eggs in anticipation. It wasn't until June sometime… Continue reading With a cluck cluck here.
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, Happy New Year!! I hope you enjoyed New Year's Eve since we put you to bed at 7:30 then rang in the new year with friends. Better than all five of us being tired and testy New Year's Day at least. A popular thing to do at New Years'… Continue reading I have a dream. Or actually just a few intentions.
Dear Son #1, From the moment you broke my water three weeks before you were due to the moment earlier today when it was the end of the world you didn't get a sprinkle donut, you've been keeping me on my toes. Your fierce independent nature and severe stubbornness can fill me with pride in… Continue reading The best rollercoaster.
Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, Last week our pool turned green. A mixture of sweltering temperatures, the chlorinator running out of chlorine and being away for the weekend and VOILA! One gorgeous, goopy swamp was born. We attacked it right away with enough chemical to probably sterilize an entire lake and got it from… Continue reading On going to the pool store.
