Dear Son #1 & #2, You know exactly what movie I'm talking about from this title alone. Because we watch too much TV? Possibly. Because we’ve seen this movie seven times? Probably. Because it’s the best movie ever? Most definitely. *** I do not speak for Alexander who will claim that Paw Patrol: The Movie… Continue reading Silenzio, Bruno!
Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, I’ve been known as “Mommy” for almost six years now and the other day when you all learned my name and started yelling “AMY!!”—followed by fits of giggles—it really threw me through a loop. Not only because I strive not to have the same relationship with you as Homer… Continue reading Let’s be true for just a moment. And read “Little Women”.
Dear Son #1 & #2, I had big plans. Huge plans. After the March Break that lasted 545 days, we weren’t letting all of our hard work go down the drain once summer vacation hit. We weren’t going to slack off and forget everything we painstakingly learned throughout the year. I wasn’t going to allow… Continue reading Big plans.
Dear Son #2, I have three boys that are all 20 months apart in age. They have more energy than a pack of Huskies who have been chugging Red Bulls all day, more attitude than a house full of teenagers without Internet, more mood changes than one of those Mood Rings in a mall candy dispenser and more daring,… Continue reading To my sweet, gentle middle child.
Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, It’s been the little things, hasn’t it? The little things that have kept us reasonably sane these last 15 months. The little things that we’ve had to look forward to. The little things that have morphed themselves into big things. All of a sudden, we lost play dates, grandparent visits,… Continue reading When the little things become the big things.
Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, “Ewwwww they're kissing!!” Something we hear frequently around our house because, well, what can I say? Daddy and I like to kiss. Plus, we do it to gross you out a lot too. That’s always fun. Today marks Mommy and Daddy’s 15th wedding anniversary. Which means we’ve been married 15 years but actually kissing… Continue reading Mommy and Daddy sit-in’ in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G!
Dear Son #1, #2, #3, A few weeks ago, as I was attempting to reclaim my youth and join you for a jump on a trampoline, one of you asked me: “Should Mommies jump on trampolines?” And it got me thinking. Heck no. We shouldn’t. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m still going to keep… Continue reading Why Mommies shouldn’t jump on trampolines.
Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, Today is Mother’s Day, a holiday that originated in 1907 to honor mothers and mother figures and everything they do for us. While I have always been of the mind that this should be done throughout the year and not necessarily just on one day, I'll take what I… Continue reading The Fog.
Dear Son #3, Mommy and Daddy are a bit geeky and enjoy dipping into the odd SciFi show occasionally. One of our favorites, "Stargate SG1", has a character known as Linea The Destroyer of Worlds. She was an incredibly sweet, beautiful and charismatic character with a very dark side. Now, I'm not saying that you would create… Continue reading The Destroyer of Worlds
Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, We’re back in the Red Zone again (yes, I do feel like I'm living in a Stephen King novel at the moment) which means we can go swimming again!! Yipee! I’m here, once again, to remind you of the rules. I know right? I’m such a hoot. Now, as… Continue reading Swimming just isn’t fun without rules!
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