I've read a few good books lately, and one of them is The Two Lives of Lydia Bird by Josie Silver. I enjoyed it immensely, though it required quite a bit of suspension of disbelief. Which I am okay with, as I often feel like my own life is better when I apply that mechanism.… Continue reading Lydia and the Little Dish in the Freezer
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A Grace Filled Eve
Tonight I will gather with little folks (and a few big) whom I love right here in my living room, and we'll debate about staying up to see the New Year in. We may or may not watch some form of something dropping to beckon in 2018, and then the laughter will turn into sighs… Continue reading A Grace Filled Eve
A Backstage Kind of Grace
Our little guy, Cooter, who isn't so little anymore as he is now exactly two months shy of turning eleven, performed in his acting troupe's version of "Trolls" this past weekend. The role of Branch suited him well, as he griped and stomped and put on his unhappy face throughout rehearsals over the past few… Continue reading A Backstage Kind of Grace
Confession of a Tired Mama
As a parent, I have my good days and my bad days. And good moments and bad moments. This one is about a little bit of both. This morning Cooter woke up, as he is prone to do on weekday mornings, earlier than I would have liked for him to. This is one of the… Continue reading Confession of a Tired Mama
Cam, Cooter, and the Reason I’m a Fan
It all started when we found out the Broncos were going to the Super Bowl. Or maybe it started last fall when the boys on the street started playing front yard football. It looks a lot like wrestling but there's a football involved, so they call it football. They talk a lot of smack about… Continue reading Cam, Cooter, and the Reason I’m a Fan
Living Art and the Day We Had
Today was a day of all the things. It actually started last night. As I sat on the bleachers watching my oldest swim for the last night before the bubble goes up over the pool for the winter, I got a notification on my phone. The Auvi-Q, our epinephrine auto-injector that could potentially save the… Continue reading Living Art and the Day We Had
The Grace of the Dead-End Path
Today I took the crew out for a walk right before lunch. In all honesty, it was because I had a smoothie for breakfast, and it made me very, very cold. But it didn't hurt that we could all use a break from the math and grammar and reading and all. It was a beautiful… Continue reading The Grace of the Dead-End Path
A Shining Light
I remember the day we asked him to be my baby to be's godfather. It was a happy moment for me, but it was not quite so for him. I don't mean he wasn't joyful, but he took it very seriously, and he thought about it before just blurting out "yes." From that moment on,… Continue reading A Shining Light
You Are More
Cooter has become fascinated with stories of things people got in trouble for when they were his age. He has had many conversations with his Daddy about his. Recently he asked Leroy if he got in trouble at school. Leroy told him he couldn't tell them what all he did when he was younger. I think… Continue reading You Are More
one day I hope grace and love and mercy will prevail
grace can come in so many ways on days such as these much like love in the reaching of a hand as the words "I forgive" pour forth freely and quickly in the vehemence of a child who doesn't understand why killing would ever be okay and says that the folks in that big city… Continue reading one day I hope grace and love and mercy will prevail
I Might Need A Nap 