I stopped being a sensible mom the day I told my kids, “You’ll poke an eye out with that.” I started to giggle as soon as it came out of my mouth. I said a lot of the same phrases my parents said to me. “Your eyes are bigger than your stomach. Close the door, …
The question my kids asked the most was “But, Mom, can I have this?” My answer was “I’m not Butt Mom.” The full reply was, “If we all got what we wanted, I’d be on a beach in Fiji right now. And don’t call me Butt Mom.” They never asked where Fiji was. I didn’t …
You didn’t need a degree in psychology to see how much Garry loved his plastic duck swing that hung in the doorway. He entertained himself endlessly bouncing up and down as if the floor was a trampoline. As a new mom, this was a game changer. I finally had free time to catch up on …
Who knew the best school was right in their grandparents’ driveway? The World’s Largest Garage Sale is in my hometown and has been going on for decades. We still sell stuff from the driveway where my parents lived for 40 years. Mom set up a card table to keep the kids busy. They sold brownies …
I cursed myself for buying Kay insulated snow pants that worked too well. It was getting late. She sat down on the cold sidewalk like a disciple of Ghandi. She wasn’t budging. I waited, hoping she’d get cold enough to get up and grab my hand. Then, I could just steer her towards the warmth …
The produce section of the grocery store used to give me nightmares. I rushed through it like an octopus. I grabbed vegetables while swatting Tommy’s hands away from plucking that one apple that might topple the pile of fruit. At the same time, I needed a third hand to readjust Kay’s pacifier or pass her …
