What if, as adults, we all saw these young, budding athletes, entrepreneurs, negotiators, builders, gardeners, jokesters, dancers, and dreamers as destined for greatness? What if all they needed was someone to believe in them, to encourage them, to smile at them, to give them a chance? The world has enough doubters, disagreers, haters, and just down-right grumps. Enough people find ways to tear kids down. I wonder what would happen if every child, just once in their life, could be asked for their autograph by an adoring fan. What kind of a difference could that simple thing make in their little world—and maybe even in ours?
So, I can juggle. And not to brag or anything, but I’m pretty darn good. I’m talking four balls in the air, pins, rings, with a partner, bouncing… Yep. I’ve got some mad skills. I helped start a juggling club in elementary school called… Continue Reading “Legacy”
5:02. Baby cries. 5:04. Get baby. Feed baby. Really, really hope (but highly doubt) he will fall back asleep. 5:30. Diaper explodes. Everywhere. Change diaper, baby clothes, mommy clothes and sheets. 5:45. Relish in the fact that kids are still sleeping. Think of all… Continue Reading “Mom Days”
M came down the stairs this morning in pants that would have been fantastic for some clam digging on the beach. I could have swore that just yesterday I had to roll up those same pants to keep them from dragging on the ground.… Continue Reading “Unfinished”
Having a new baby in the house is always such an exciting, wonderful time. Exciting, wonderful, magical, surreal, exhausting, frustrating, confusing…and adding three older siblings into the mix, well, amplifies ALL of these emotions by about 1,324,067%. I can’t tell you the happiness that… Continue Reading “Sibling Love”
I grabbed my wallet and tried to zip my jacket around my pregnant belly right as the clock chimed 9pm. I sighed, wishing I could just be climbing into bed instead. “Hey Mom,” my son asked as he was dozing off to sleep an… Continue Reading “The Things We Do For Our Kids”
5am. I hear a little whimper outside the bedroom door. I groan and roll myself out of the comfort of the covers. I turn the knob. “Mommy?” That little, froggy voice fills the quiet of the morning as he pulls his doggie by the… Continue Reading “To Be Needed”
I glanced back from the front passenger’s seat of the car. “Hey R, do you need a tissue? Don’t pick your boogers.” N, two years old, chimed in. “Booger song! Booger song. Boo-oo-ger soo-ng!” It was just another typical Sunday drive to church. We… Continue Reading “Why I’ve Decided I’m OK With A House Full of ALL Boys (*sigh*)”