My Boys

My husband said two things to me last week that I have thought about ever since. First, he admitted that he wasn't expecting the blog post that I wrote about him to be quite what it was.  He felt a little insulted at the same time that he thought it was sweet.  I think he…

The Wisdom of a Mother

I went upstairs to get something out of the hallway bathroom the other day.  As I opened the closet in the bathroom, I noticed a box of band-aids sitting on a shelf.  They were plain, brown band-aids without any sort of ornamentation.  You know, the only kind that ever existed when we were kids? As…

All by myself

We washed my car Sunday. When I say "we" I mean Butters, Ryan and myself.  Adam was mowing the lawn, John was finally painting the flaking, peeling trim around our back door (now, if I can get him to do the front door!!) and Lauren was doing Lauren stuff (sketching, daydreaming, talking to herself, etc.).…

Running

You can't run from your problems.  We've all heard this.And, I think, most of us try not to do that... or at least most of the time.We may run the other way when we see that mom in the grocery store who will not stop talking about herself, her kids, her husband, her house, her…

I found a booger and it isn’t mine

"I found a booger, and it isn't mine." So said my five-year old, Elizabeth, aka Butters. When you hear these words from your daughter, you know two things: a) you don't ask what she means and b) it is time for this day to be over. Yep, it has been that kind of day. A…