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Strategic Gifts

Bounding into the house after a day out with Paul, Cooper began yelling “Happy Birthday Mommy!”.  I had to laugh wondering what he was up to since it’s a few months past my birthday.  Digging into a shopping bag, while Paul stood watching quietly, he pulled out the surprise he’d told me he’d chosen especially … Continue reading →

White Out

The wind has been howling and snow blowing down from the sky.   My thin southern blood is no match for the cold. No matter the layers and hot cups of tea, my fingers and toes will always be cold. Yet, as I bundle up to keep myself warm, the boys think that shorts and t-shirts are fine … Continue reading →

Three Gifts

I either get flack or positive remarks on our family holiday gift giving tradition.    Aside from what the boys receive from Grandparents, Godparents and a few very close family friends, they only receive three gifts each from Santa.   Nothing comes from us and the boys believe the three gifts are from Santa, which of course … Continue reading →

Soup’s On

It was bound to happen. Both boys home sick from school. Coughing like bandits and sounding like they’ve got clothes pins on their noses, complaining of aches and everything in-between, we’re hanging around the house in our jammies until the germs decide they’ve had enough of us and give up.   One would think that these … Continue reading →

Boxes & Soap

Whoever decided to re-merchandise the Pharmacy area at my grocery store should have probably been in line with me on Friday to see where they may have possibly gone astray. Waiting to pick up a prescription with too many other people in line, my boys goofing around next to me, I counted the minutes until my sitter arrived … Continue reading →

Observant Eyes

  This morning, walking Cooper downstairs for breakfast, he looks at me concerned and says…  Mommy, do you still have a headache? Since we both have colds and have been a tad miserable off and on for the past few days, I assumed he was referring to our colds.  No buddy. I feel fine this morning, just … Continue reading →

Game Face

Wouldn’t you know that these dudes would entertain, provide drama of all kinds and successfully distract their mom from anything related to her MRI and brain tumor. When you’re refereeing, busting up fights, laughing until your gut’s going to bust and focusing on avoiding injuries and the ER; there’s no time to think about MRI’s.      

Boo

Perfectly imperfect and perfectly beautiful. Happy Halloween!

The Coconut Milk Broke Me

Some moments are best had alone.  Tonight the coconut milk broke me. My day started at 5:45am and never stopped… There were the homemade pancakes, scrambled eggs and bacon; making and packing lunches; trips to and from schools; three grocery store runs to three different stores (not worth explaining); laundry x a million that I swear produces like … Continue reading →

What Doesn’t Kill You Might Make You Insane

I called my mother a few hours ago. I knew she could offer me no assistance being that she lives out-of-state, but I needed her to answer one question and I needed some sort of perspective if possible. Right after she picked up the phone I blurted out… “Is it worse to have a smoldering pumpkin fire … Continue reading →

The Tank Revisited

Growing up, I always admired a piece of art that hung in a hallway off our kitchen titled, “The Tank”.   A watercolor of a collection of rural mailboxes; some filled with mail and newspapers, others empty or with doors closed to the contents. Among all of them was a doorless mailbox with a military tank sitting in … Continue reading →