Top reason every Mom needs a camera? To freeze the fleeting moments of pure adoration so they can be thawed out later, when she can do no right in the eyes of her child. * * *
Oh January, you wily creature, you. After the joyful upheaval of the holidays I am always desperate for you to arrive. We remove the Christmas tree from the living room and suddenly our crowded space seems limitless. A clean slate! Room to do cartwheels again! And a week later, once the recycling truck has come and gone with an obscene…
“Do I have to go to the piano recital?” Yes. “Can I bring my DS?” No. And before you ask why, I’ll remind you that this is a big deal for your sister. And we are a family who cheers each other on. We show up. We celebrate. We pay attention. We don’t sit in the audience tuned out and…
Turns out that of the many provocative phrases my toddler has learned from his older siblings, “butt fart” is not the most offensive to my ears. I’d take it any day over this one: “Not fair, Mama! Not fair!”
Seven years ago I became the mother of a son. Though there was a brief moment during my pregnancy when the idea seemed improbable and daunting, mothering boys now feels like the most natural thing in the world to me. My inaugural boy, my Rascal, was the first to teach me some very important nuggets about mothering the other half……
