Cowboys like smoky old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings, little warm puppies and children and girls of the night. Them that don’t know him won’t like him and them that do sometimes won’t know how to take him; he ain’t wrong, he’s just different, but his pride won’t let him do things to make […]
It’s easy to wax nostalgic about the bygone days of kid-raising, right? A time when you could let little ones play outside in the neighborhood and know that if you weren’t watching another mom was. A time before eight-year-olds got Botox, before twelve-year-olds were on Facebook, before a petite 16-year-old could legally have a driver’s […]
I have been… …the student …the teacher …the choreographer I have been… …one of the little girls …one of the big girls …in the company …in the corps …in the the front …in the back …the star …the understudy I have worn pink and pink, black and pink, tutus, unitards, garbage bag pants, t-shirts with […]
Girl Powers has taken to delivering information with the preface I have good news and I have bad news. Which do you want first?. As if this weren’t weird enough for a three-year-old, the two pieces of information that follow have absolutely nothing to do with one another. Yesterday’s example: Mommy, I have good news and […]
Sometimes I think I subscribe to too many blogs…that I scan the internet reading a ton but absorbing not a whole lot. And then sometimes I read something that I needed to hear that day, in that moment… Life sometimes feels like a battle, but our children are never the enemy. If we can manage […]
This little board book was a stocking stuffer for Girl Powers’s first Christmas, bought on a whim (read: frantic last-minute Target run) without much thought. It’s one of those children’s books that the more I read the more I like the messages within. The basic plot goes like this: Baby Owl goes for a walk […]
This post by me on how Boy Powers didn’t get a first birthday party (and why I think it’s no big deal) went up this morning over at Scottsdale Moms Blog. Enjoy!
Lt. Weinberg: You’ve heard her. My daughter said a word. She said, “Pa.” Kaffee: She was pointing to a mailbox, Sam. Lt. Weinberg: That’s right. She pointed to the mailbox as if to say, “Pa, look, a mailbox.” :: A Few Good Men There are a few good men out there. One, in particular, happens […]
My dad used to sing to me before bedtime. Whether I asked to be serenaded or if it was his idea I’m not sure, but I remember being sung to. The song I remember most is The King of Oak Street by Kenny Rogers. What’s that? Not on your current playlist? Let me introduce you […]
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