Recently, my 3-year old told his preschool teacher I make him smoothies for breakfast. She asked, “What kind of smoothies?” He replied, “Snake and banana.” Her eyes widened, thinking she couldn’t possibly have heard what she thought she just heard. “Doesn’t that taste yucky?” He laughed, “No! Not if you put in the coffee creamer!” […]
My mom and I loved adventures. Whether it was a spontaneous invitation to tea by a spunky senior, a wrong turn that led to a tree-lined street of cherry blossoms, or a quirky storyteller met on a hike, we ate up every adventure together like giddy, sparkly-eyed thrill-seekers. It’s no wonder, then, that when my
You know you need to exercise. Age and wombing multiple babies has taken its toll. So you inquire about a local yoga class. Sounds nice. Peaceful, quiet. Words which rarely describe your life as a mother of young children. You ask the yoga instructor if her studio offers childcare. She answers, “No, but you could
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Imagine being 3 years old. Your mom has to record a voiceover for a commercial, because that’s her job. So it’s your job to be quiet for a reeeally long time: 10 seconds. And when you’re 3, 10 seconds is an eternity. Now imagine being the mom who has to record the commercial. That’s me.
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I’m tackling the impossible: grocery shopping with three boys. One has on a spiderman costume and attempts to fly down the bread aisle, another squishes grapes in the produce bag one-by-one, and the third is crying and rubbing his eyes because he had curiously looked underneath the soap dispenser in the bathroom and then pushed
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My husband handed me a large, beautifully wrapped package. Four pairs of little-boy eyes watched in anticipation. One boy said excitedly, “You’re gonna cry, Mommy!” I carefully peeled back the paper and revealed the gift: an oil painting of tulips. Wow. No tears came. But I did smile. “Thank you, honey! It’s…it’s beautiful!” Tulips had
I awake at 6:45am on my birthday to an itty bitty person crawling into my bed and snuggling next to me. I wrap my arm around him and smile. He looks up at me quizzically. “Mommy, you have lots of eyelashes next to your eyes. What are those?” I reach up to feel what he’s
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This Christmas, I had many expectations. As you can tell from my last post, some things have happened this season that have totally exceeded my expectations. And those were the things that mattered most. But today I’m choosing to let go of other, more trivial expectations- three, to be exact. None of the three looked
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Every year, without fail, I write down my New Year’s Resolution, “Organize House.” Maybe I should just create a template that I can use every year instead of having to expend energy in writing out those two words. It’s not that I don’t try. I do. I sort through endless school papers, give away boxes
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Sometimes we don’t quite know where we stand as a cook. Other times, it’s crystal clear. Tonight, I set out plates of whitefish, quinoa, and broccoli and smile to myself. “What a truly wonderful mother I am, serving yet another healthy, delicious dinner to my family.” I light a candle and sit down, drinking in
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