This girl is two and it’s a wonderful, exciting, never-a-dull-moment, try-not-to-freak-out, increase-her-mama’s-patience kind of age. “What’s this?” she asked as she knocked the #10 can of tomatoes off the counter: It splattered onto every surface of our kitchen and extended onto the carpet as well. “Are we having pumpkin butter on our bread?” she asked as she stood on a […]
Category: I am a mother
My Mothering Style
It occurred to me the other day when I was pumping gas that I’m a quirky mom. Maybe all mothers are… in their own ways? As soon as I got the nozzle where it needed to go, I started making silly faces through the car window and ducking down and popping up again, to the great delight of my children. […]
Redheads in the Fall
We were lucky enough to have my mom come out and stay for a whole week in October. She was so helpful that I was able to catch up on rest, step in to coach one of Mackenzie’s soccer games, run a few essential errands, and gear up for the potty training tornado that touched down at our house the […]