A constant battle of wills

What is more challenging than one strong-willed child? Two strong-willed children. I'm stubborn, painfully so. And D is stubborn, even more so than I am, some might say (me). So, in all honesty, I suppose our children never stood a chance in that department. The other night, we had breakfast for dinner. Both children love … Continue reading A constant battle of wills

Birthday Boy

Yesterday, Lee officially turned 4 years old. Which seems wild and completely unreal, but, nevertheless, it happened. I had him complete a quick survey (which he was annoyed about) because I thought it would be fun to see his answers, but also fun to be able to look back on in the years to come. … Continue reading Birthday Boy

My three humans

My husband. The man I never saw coming. My Lee. My first baby. The boy I begged God for. The boy who stared straight into my eyes after I brought him into the world. The boy who fills my world with Disney songs and Transformer fight sequences. The boy whose sweet tooth is as deep … Continue reading My three humans

For my sister

My baby sister got married this past Saturday. For whatever reason (ha!), my emotions were running high when it came time for me to toast the bride and groom. As my voice caught and I started stumbling over my words, I cut it short. But, Dakota, this is what I wanted to say: "The love … Continue reading For my sister

Taco… Wednesday??!

For the first time since February, we brought our children into a restaurant. While navigating the bumpy and pitted road that has been parenting during a worldwide pandemic thus far, D and I have gone out of our way not to bring our children into public places. The weekend before last was their first time … Continue reading Taco… Wednesday??!

Grace

I was late for work this morning.... It was 6:40 A.M. Both children were clean and dressed. We should have been heading out to the car to leave for school. But, we weren't. Lee was on my right, laying on the couch with his head in my lap. My right hand in his hair, gently … Continue reading Grace

I’m a cool mom

So.... I work. I work my happy little butt off. And my husband still brings home more bacon than me. Rightfully so.Everything that man calculates, he does in his head, standing on the side of a busy highway, cars zooming past him, while arguing with someone else who thinks they know better than he does. Every decision … Continue reading I’m a cool mom