“YOU’RE MEAN!” Hearing those words for the first time didn’t go like I thought it would, sweet girl. I remember playing over and over in my head the day that you would scream, or squeak, or whisper that sentence because of frustration, or anger and I would let the tears fall. I would because I…
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No Half Assing This
Her face still has baby round cheeks that flush when she cries. She still plays with my hair (or yours) when she’s tired, or needs comfort, and her best friend, her soother, who she affectionately calls “ME-ME” still accompanies her to bed and in the car… or anywhere she can get away with. But as…
Cool as a Muther Heffin’ Cucumber
This weekend I took our daughter swimming with a friend. Nothing too spectacular; her mother in a bathing suit; all the children of the world in one body of water; someone named Alynna having a birthday party; water up my nose and in my face. But we had fun and made it out unscathed. I…
Don’t Say I Didn’t Warn You
When we began packing for the hospital, in anticipation if our daughters arrival, we had things like a birth plan, cord blood registration, music, a new outfit for our daughter (and me) to come home in, and people to call all organized. It was a perfectly laid plan That didn’t go at all the way…
This Chick Right Here
I remember rocking my sweet baby after she had just barfed all over me (for the fourth time) and thinking about her toddler years; imagining long nights of slumber, days filled with fun, my sweet girl on my lap reading with me. But this chick right here? Isn’t following my toddler vision. Apparently when you’re…
Sleep: The Difference between Men & Women
Husband: Feeds child a wholesome meal of macaroni and cheese, plays Little People and puzzles, and destroys house while playing pirates. Exhausted from playing he falls asleep at 8:30 pm. Sleep comes easily. And he sleeps all night… soundly. He wakes at 6:45am, to the sounds of his loving wife gently pressing her hand to…
Pin ItExcitement Leads to Pee
From the moment we started potty training we used Thomas the Train as the goal to reach. Remember, if you go pee on the potty and wear “big girl underwear” you can ride on Thomas! Thomas thinks you’re doing great, he can’t wait to meet you. There is NO pooping on Thomas’ seats! No more…
Little Girl Turned Trucker
Today my daughter boomed her first F. She didn’t just boom it… she sounded it out. FAAAUUUUCCCCKKKKAAAAAA. With her fingers tightly wrapped around a marker, arm high in the air, her little girl face looked back and forth between her fathers’ and mine. Her lips curled around the sounds the F and the K made…
I Saw Your Bum
At almost 3 (gasp) my daughter is growing so fast and changing everyday. Her questions are rapid and seem to be pulled out of thin air; “Why is the water going so fast?” “Who is that person?” “What’s that smell like?” “I saw your bum, want to see mine?” Keeping up with her, educating her,…
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