This is the face of someone seeing Disney on Ice from a front-row seat. All those Snow Whites, Tinkerbells, Peter Pans, Wendy, Alices, and Mickeys whirling, twirling, and dancing in…
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Dear Little One, You’ve sprung some leaks. I’m not talking about the obvious leaks, although you’ve had those in rainbow colors of yellow, orange, brown, and green since starting solid…
I have a restless soul. I’m suspicious not everyone around me is inflicted with a restless soul. I mean the type of restless spirit that’s always looking to the next…
Wide is the gulf of years between me and her. She wears my baby clothes, cherished through the years by her grandmother. Wider still the strand of DNA that bridges…
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…
Dear Little One, Last night, you cruised through ten hours of sleep without a peep. I woke to an odd chiming noise, which, after some momentary disorientation, I discerned to…