This parenting thing—jeesh. At the beginning you’re just a tired little Mom engine struggling up a mountain of sleepless nights and stanky diapers, sometimes literally crying over spilt breast milk. Days and weeks which bleed into one another, glued together with a refrain of I think I can, I think I can, I think I…
Tag: childhood
The One in Which My Son Attempts Origami Jujitsu and I Learn a Lesson
I spend a lot of time reminding my children to do things. Shut doors. Flush toilets. Turn socks the right way out before they go in the laundry. Brush teeth. Make good choices. Be kind. Kindness costs nothing, I say. To treat others with kindness, I say. Be kind, I say. And on an on….
The Importance of Coming Last
My (almost) ten year-old has been out-thinking and out-smarting me since he was about five. His level of self-awareness both scares the shit out of me and makes me think I’ve done a pretty kick ass job of raising someone in touch enough with their own emotions to say things like “I think I was feeling…
Memory Keepers
My kids, like most, have memories like a steel trap. Remember that time you promised us ice cream and then we didn’t get any? You mean the time your brother was running 104 temperature and we were trying to get him to the hospital, that time??? I dunno, maybe. But you still owe us an…