I’m not sure how I did it. And I certainly didn’t mean to. But I did. I broke Little. He doesn’t seem like the fragile type. No, he’s the kid who jumps superhero heights. Runs faster than a speeding bullet. Doesn’t blink at bad news.
Santa is Coming… *Giveaway*
NOTE: Giveaway is now closed. Thank you! Oh, the holiday season has officially kicked off. It’s not the 3 a.m. door busters or red ringing bells that tipped me off. No, it’s the horrific behavior I’m witnessing all day long in my house. Well, last year I admitted that there were days I earned a […]
Introducing the Class Clown
Today I’ll be sending Little off to his first day of preschool. This isn’t new. I’ve been through a first day of preschool before. It wasn’t pretty. Big was painfully shy, a quiet observer of the world around him. He also happened to be in a class full of rowdy—really rowdy—boys. Boys who, from the […]
Recently, while watching The Sound of Music, I found myself crying. No, not because the Nazi soldiers were threatening the von Trapp family, or because Maria was torn between two worlds, but because I realized lately I’ve been parenting a lot more like the grouchy Captain than the playful Fraulein.