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If you know me at all, you know I do not understand God’s purpose for squirrels. Just don’t. I don’t think they’re cute, I don’t get sad when one loses a race across the road with a car, and I don’t find joy in feeding them. The feeling is mutual. I’ve been chased out of […]
“Mom, I’m sooooooo hungry,” came the voice promptly at 6:15 am from my four year old daughter, Lo. “Ok, Ok,” I responded sleepily,” let’s go get you some breakfast. Normally, my little one wakes up about an hour before everyone else’s alarms go off, pitter patters into my room, crawls onto my bed, steals half […]
Here we are again…12 degrees. After last winter, it’s seems survivable…just pics today.
One of my best girlfriends has a knack for remembering everyone’s birthday. Has for years. She’ll not only remember her friends birthdays, but their kids, too! I’m really lucky if I get my second daughter’s birthday and my wedding anniversary straight! I don’t know what kind of steal trap you have for a brain, Christy, […]
Woodland creatures freak me out. Don’t get me wrong…I’m not an animal hater… I walk around holding my cat-like it’s a baby. But in the wild…or the confines of my neighborhood…or upon encounter on my morning run….just not a fan. It all started when I realized that those low flying birds at daybreak are not, […]
(Yes, Coach…the title is inspired by you…) “Who’s kid just took off running for the road? ” someone said… “Must belong to a distance runner…” said another. “Meg, is that your kid?” “Jim!!!!” My husband, not a runner, sprinted after our 2 year old while I held Lo…just born 3 weeks earlier…laughter just filled the […]
The Enchanted Land of Little Girls. It’s the world my little girls live in. It’s pink and purple, full of tutus and tea times, dress up and make up, magic wands and fairy dust. There are new adventures around every corner, limited only by the amount of string you allow your imaginary kite to fly. […]
It started with lying on the ground on her back in protest. It then escalated into shrill screams directed at me with no purpose other than to rattle my eardrums. Next up, the foot stomping…often paired with the screaming. When that got old, my two year old began to experiment with words. Telling me “NO!” […]
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