Me: Did you lick your sister’s hair?
Me: Did I ask you not to do that again?
Him: Yes. But. Don’t thwart me, Mommy.
Me: (a pause) Carry on. You deserve it.
* * * *
Him: Mommy, whatcha makin’?
Me: Chicken, blow, and cabbage.
Him: Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyywait. I don’t want cabbage. You give me two blows, OK?
(STILL refers to mac & cheese as blow. Yet to correct him. What?)
* * * *
Him: Can I take my socks off?
Me: Uh huh
Him: Don’t say uh huh, Mommy, say no or yes. Or just yes.
* * * *
Every day the boy brings home a communication sheet from daycare. The sheet explains meals provided that day, his overall disposition, and the main activity. It informs us if he is low on supplies. He eats breakfast at home so it’s rare to see anything written in the breakfast section other than what was served [...]
Wordful Wednesday: I’m Not Anorexic and Sometimes My Food Looks Great. Also, Random Pictures and SE Has a Rooster.
I eat, I do. In fact, here are a few things I recently prepared at home. And actually ate. Because again, I do eat. I don’t have a picture of tonight’s meal, but we had salmon cakes (yes, again!), fried oysters (just daddy and me), greens, and baked potatoes (the boy had blow). Chicken strips, [...]
Me: Did you lick your sister’s hair? Him: Yes. Me: Did I ask you not to do that again? Him: Yes. But. Don’t thwart me, Mommy. Me: (a pause) Carry on. You deserve it. * * * * Him: Mommy, whatcha makin’? Me: Chicken, blow, and cabbage. Him: Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyywait. I don’t want cabbage. You give [...]
I did something or she did something or Apple likely did something and now her texts show up on my phone. I can see the conversation she’s having with a close friend. I can see what she thinks, what she says that I’m probably not supposed to know. And yet I’ve made no attempt outside of [...]
It can happen quickly, the dissolution of a family. The husband strays, the wife turns to pills to cope, and the daughter is so far beyond each of their reach that the things she is grappling with/doing are completely unknown to them. A huge home housed the family of three in Lisa Gardner’s Touch & [...]
Let’s get the obvious comparison out of the way: this book is better than Fifty Shades of Grey. Understand that I never understood the fascination with that book as it was not well written (and once your mother asks if you’ve read it, as though, in this lifetime, you will discuss its nuances, it loses [...]