Monthly Archives: April 2012

Sharing a confession, question, and quote every Thursday.
Confession:  I used to judge you.  Those of you, while on long car rides or sitting at a restaurant table with your family, would let your children watch TV.  Disgusting! I’d think.  What a cop out.  They  just rely on technology to numb their kids rather than deal with them!  I will NEVER do that .  
Hahahahaha.  Yeah.  That was before I had kids.
I don’t do it often but yesterday, while at JoAnn Fabrics, [...]

Three Things Thursday.  Sharing a confession, question, and a quote.
Confession:     I walk through the isles of the fabric store, bouncing my fingertips across the soft bolts of  various prints and shades.  Then something speaks to me, it calls my name, it says:  I am the wind, sew me to the air.  I am a butterfly, sew me to fluttering wings.  I am a cupcake, I need some cherries!  My eyes widen, my tummy tickles, I pull out the [...]

I love you.
Orange Juice.
Stickers.
Trees.
Kitty.
Puppy.
Stamps.
Boobies.
Dogs.
Stripes.
Ovals.
Circles.
Circle.
“That’s what I said!”
“That’s what I wanted to say! Circles!”
“That’s what I wanted to say!”
“No!”
“He’s saying I can’t say circle.  Circle. Circle. Circle.  Circle.”
“Write your blog about spiders.”
“Can I push a button for you?  Can I push this?  Can I push F?”
“I wanna sit on your laps.”
“Oh, never mind.  I’ll write it on my blog.  Has anybody seen my computer?  I’m gonna write down MY blog.”
All I want to do these days is be present with my [...]

Quote:  “If you live in the dark a long time and the sun comes out, you do not cross into it whistling. There’s an initial uprush of relief at first, then-for me, anyway- a profound dislocation. My old assumptions about how the world works are buried, yet my new ones aren’t yet operational.There’s been a death of sorts, but without a few days in hell, no resurrection is possible.”
― Mary Karr, Lit  
Confession:  I love Mary Karr.  Love her.  This is exactly how [...]

I just screamed, “Don’t yell at your brother!”  through the house at my daughter.
I screamed it.
From that guttural, icky place of anger.  From that, “I have my period!” place.  Not the calm place of discipline.  Word-of-the-day?  Hypocritical.
Typically I am calm.
Fortunately, through many ECFE (Early Childhood Family Education) classes and a very reliable and patient husband (who was raised by “normal” parents, no offense mom, I love you to the moon and back) I’ve  acquired a firm, slightly louder voice that is direct [...]