Centimeters. That is how close I am to having no little humans running around my home. My gauge, you ask? Jeremiah’s two front teeth. Those two adult teeth are what draws the boundary line between little kid and big kid. It’s rude and I’ve been betrayed. Centimeters. Additionally, I have a bag of size 5T … Continue reading The Monumental & Mundane
Yes, years ago, I asked my little sister to take off her duct-taped moccasins and wade through receding flood waters to ensure I could successfully drive down a street. It was passable and no ill came upon us. Once back on the road she cracked open my bible and returned to quizzing me as I … Continue reading Face Forward
There was a mystery puker at my house on Saturday night. The next morning, I did interviews to check everyone’s wellness and determine whose mother needed to be informed. Later, I received a text from one of the mommas. “He said he really doesn’t think it was him. He said, ‘There was another girl there … Continue reading Seemingly Fine
“It’s a panty bag!!” Last week, J and I were playing a game called Hedbanz. You put on a headband, throw a card in it so that only the other person can see it, and then guess what your card is. The card on his head was a purple purse. I said, “Man, buddy. I … Continue reading The Dash
Boiled eggs will explode if left until all the water evaporates. It’s not that they boil for too long, but that the environment shifts, pressure builds, and all of a sudden there are remnants of eggs decorating the stove. The heat that was once harmless is now destructive. Recently, I caught a pot of eggs … Continue reading Evaporation
For 18 months, I ran past a tan colored tail-end of an extension cord. A 10-inch piece of cord lay in the street beside a stop sign at the edge of an elderly person’s yard. For the first two weeks, every time I saw it, I thought it was a snake. My heart would jump, … Continue reading Notice
Seven. The number of toothbrushes in our grown-up bathroom. Two. The number of grown-ups who dwell in this home. Four. The number of children who have gifted us one or more of their toothbrushes. Three. The number of children who fail to brush their teeth unless instructed to do so. The toothbrushes are held in … Continue reading Cracked, But Holding
What I expected was to pull myself up onto the massive inflatable, stand up, and walk to the other side with my children. What happened was I pulled myself up onto the massive inflatable, stood up, and immediately displayed my gracefulness as I fell and slid back into the water. Moments later I watched Kyle … Continue reading What I expected…
Dream-Christena-Brown butchered my hair. Apparently, Friday appointments after 2:00 p.m. at her salon were required to consist of significant changes or cancellations were imminent. She first dyed the tips of my hair blonde and then took off nine inches. My original expectation was a tiny trim. Sometimes what we expect to be small turns out … Continue reading Step Towards the Pain
Jeremiah lost his first tooth today. It was a moment full of excitement that proudly displayed his new smile, cheers from his family, and a flicker of fear as he realized something was different. We took the photos, tucked the tooth under his pillow, and then went outside to play in the snow. Hours later, … Continue reading Set In Motion
