August is a cruel, cruel month. It taunts and teases with little whip lashes of fall while still oozing forget-me-not notes of summer. For those of us who are adverse…
Tag: <span>kids</span>
“I don’t like this Valentine’s Day card.” “I’m not fond of cleaning up.” “That does not make me happy.” “STOP IT!” “But I want something!” Yesterday, I begged Big Friend…
“I want to drink my chocolate milk, but I do not want to cooperate.” I hadn’t planned on having this time slot open in my schedule for writing. I’d blocked…
There are just a few wisps of baby cocoon clinging to Little Friend’s rapidly spreading pre-schooler wings. The other day, Big Friend and I realized that another sizable chunk of…
Little Friend gave me a birthday present this morning as she wandered out of her bedroom, footsteps still dragging in the sands of sleep and tousled hair stuck to eye…
Sometimes failure looks like a messy house. Failure leers at me from the kitchen sink where dishes multiply with the voracity of an alley-full of un-spayed cats. Failure jeers at…