Here’s this the photo that’s going into the mail this year to family and far away friends. Getting a decent pic of the 5 of us is quite an ordeal. While H is always pristinely groomed, the boys are not. I had to send Big J upstairs three times to change his clothes, and when… Continue reading happy merry
Other things I’m drowning in: Student projects and papers. Dance rehearsals and recitals. Hockey practices and games. Dunkin Donuts coffee. Books about narrative theory. Laundry. Bad hair days. Holiday mint hershey kisses (and their byproducts: red and green little foil balls).
I posted about “my middle,” Big J, a few days back. Today, a couple words about my eldest, H. This child is somehow JUST. LIKE. ME. Most people, when they see us side-by-side, remark how much we look alike. I am fortunate in that H still takes this as complimentary. (Although, people still think my… Continue reading my eldest
12 years ago today, in a tiny church in Pungo, Virginia, B and I got married. I wore a dress I designed and my mother made using recycled wedding dresses and a $100 piece of lace. (Something old, something new.) I might be exaggerating about the cost of the lace, but I remember thinking that… Continue reading 12 years
1. I don’t have to weed my garden. 2. I can run the dryer and the oven and not worry I’ll overheat the house. 3. Little J can climb into bed with us in the middle of the night, and I don’t immediately start sweating because of his extraordinary body heat. 4. I have a… Continue reading reasons the snow is halfway OK