Normal is a dirty word.
I was walking across the road to pick up a few of my kids from school last week when it dawned on me that I just may be a complete…
I was walking across the road to pick up a few of my kids from school last week when it dawned on me that I just may be a complete…
And rather than write a novel about it (because I know that sometimes I’m a wordy one) I decided to create one, single, succinct image that sums up my present…
It is no secret that my Paxton loves him some apples. Like, he LOVES apples. All four of my smalls do, but Pax, in particular, is the most emotionally invested…
Coming out of a three-day long headache, I was met with the realization that I have some changes to make and for once, they are not to my personality. No.…
Because winter will never end and Spring will never arrive and we’ll be back into Autumn before really ever having the chance to enjoy Summer, gloom is muscling in on…
A brief, recent, and real exchange with Paxton, age 7 1/2 years. Pax, while eating his lunch: “In life, you just gotta have a lotta patience.” Me, half listening: “Hmmmm?…
We’re halfway through March already. Wait, what? If 2016 could slow down a bit, I’d be much obliged. This month has been jammed with sick kids, snow, rain, fire, playing…
Excuse the mess, I’m emptying my head today. I both love and hate the internet. It has been a blessing and a curse in my life. It has been a…
This. The picture says it all. Tell me you see it too. And while the picture says it all, I will add (this very long, run-on sentence) that when you…
Ten questions. No wrong answers. Just trying to get a handle on some relative truths and whether or not ‘normal’ exists (my working hypothesis is that it does not). Also,…