Yesterday was dreary and rainy. To make matters worse, I had a sick(ish) kid at home. It was a day that made me want a hot cup of tea on my sofa with a blanket and a book. But since there was no time for curling up on the couch, I moved on to the …
Sometimes when I sit down at my computer, all ready to write and be creative and feel productive… I get stuck. There are days that the words flow from my fingers before I even realized I typed them. There are mornings that stories form in my head while I’m packing school lunches or washing my …
My little guy, Evan likes to leave me notes. He will go through an entire stack of copy paper in a week if you don’t watch him. He sneaks into my room and tapes things to the back of my bedroom door so that when I close the door his letter to me is in my face. …
When asked what they want for dinner on any every given day, my children have two standard answers: Evan- quesadillas. Andrew- pizza. If they were in charge of the menu planning that is all we’d ever have, with perhaps a cheeseburger every now and again. I’ve stopped asking. But it also drives me completely bananas when they ask …
Christmas is over and this house is full of fever. Cabin fever. The kids are still home from school, and though they have a host of new toys, games, and water guns (thanks, Aunt Lindsey), they really seem to most enjoy harassing each other. And me. Yesterday when Andrew’s belligerent little butt got sent to …