Expressions

Earlier today I was browsing through the pictures of my daughter’s 8th birthday party. And I came across this gem. Child, not only did I tote you around inside me for 9 months, struggle to lose the weight you imparted on me, pay people to watch, entertain and educate you.  I drove and drug you…

Cousins

I grew up with a lot of cousins.  And there for several years I was the baby, which, loosely interpreted, translates to ‘tortured one’.  Also excluded.  Picked on.  Left alone in the dark, in the hay bales.  “Hide” they said.  “We’ll come find you” they said.  “Be quiet and still” they said.  I walked back to my…

Chickens Don’t Swim

I want to know.  Are the poor decisions kids make out of innocent thinking or sheer ignorance?  Take for example my sweet Addie, lover of chickens, worms, snails, slugs, tadpoles, horses, the color pink, Third Day Christmas songs, mud and stuffed animals.  All-in-all what you would call a smart, cute, well-rounded child.  Plays the piano,…

Mud is Healthy

I get a kick out of people who are afraid to let their kids get dirty.  Now, I’m not saying you should let them lick the grocery cart handle, but a little honest mud (you know, dirt and water), never hurt anybody.  Yes, one in a million catch some weird, awful, unheard of mud disease…

The Help

Good domestic help is so hard to find.  So I just decided to give birth to mine and train them right, from the start. Just kidding!  Sort of.  While Addie’s only real ‘chore’ is to clean her room, and that she does amid protests of epic proportions, tossing around excuses such as “my eye hurts”,…

On Kissing Boys…….

Remember your first kiss?  Paul G. our neighbor’s son who lived up the road, kissed me in his parents barn when I was 12 years old.  I ran home, got in my closet, called my best friend and promptly gave her all the gory details.  It was gross and grand all at the same time, my life would…