“Orange is Daddy’s favorite color.” Never before has the period more fulfilled its duty in delivering a declarative sentence. In her mind, this statement is final, irrefutable truth. Daddy’s favorite…
Category: <span>Five Minute Fridays</span>
It’s been a loooooonnng time a’coming, but I’m jumping back into the 5-Minute Friday writing prompt and habit. When my grandmother designed her dream kitchen, she included a special-sized counter…
I think the two blond heads triangled together in the pull-behind bike cart look precious. Until I realize that one head is canted at an unusual angle, thanks to the…
She writes her “e”s backward. And usually her “3”s. Her “S”s are centipedes curled in concentric nests. She’s not concerned about these departures from accepted writing. I’m trying not to…
It takes the last swallows in a glass of crusty, backwashed milk to clue me in on how much I love my kids. I stand with a cup of black…
On vacation, Little One has been afforded the luxury of sleeping, pack-n-play and all, in the bathroom. This morning, I awoke to a knock-knock-knock, “Hey?!” from behind the bathroom door.…