My middle child dutifully recited the days of the week: “Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Read the rest of this entry
My daughters are into this vast series of fairy books where the bad guy is Jack Frost. My six-year-old drew me a picture of a few fairies (sounds girly enough, right?) and of Jack Frost. As she’s explaining the picture to me she said, “This fairy is holding a pile of Read the rest of this entry
they’re willing to send me stories like this!
I was in the bathroom taking care of business while my two children milled around on the floor of the bathroom and my bedroom. Upon finishing, I came to the awful realization that not only was I left with an empty roll of TP, but there were no extra rolls in the bathroom either!
The only help I had were a nearly three-year-old and a 10-month-old. Read the rest of this entry
When her grandparents were visiting, I tried to get my six-year-old to go to the grocery store with them. She wasn’t really interested, so I told her that they were going to buy donuts, which was true. Still not enticed, I suggested that, since the store was new to them, they would need her help finding the donuts.
Unswayed, she responded, Read the rest of this entry
My granddaughter stood unmoving for the longest time, staring into a corner.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Watching a Read the rest of this entry
The sensei asked his eager students, “What do we need to do when we kick?” The boys and girls, aged 6-9, repeated back the typical answers that Sensei has drilled into them: Focus your eyes, take small steps, kick as high as your stomach, and it’s not a race. Then one little boy in the back added confidently, “use your balls.” Sensei with a slight smile and a nod to the parents who were watching and listening said, Read the rest of this entry
“Where’s my other flower shoe?” my five-year-old daughter asked.
“That’s a good question,” responded my husband.
“That’s not a good question,” said my eight-year-old daughter. “‘How many Read the rest of this entry
We had a party at our house a few weeks ago to celebrate my daughter’s Confirmation. At one point during the day, I went into the bedroom and found my two nieces, four and five-years-old, tying their balloons to a candle stand and playing with the change jar my husband keeps in our room. I told them, “You girls shouldn’t be playing in here. Why don’t you take your balloons in the other room?” They complied quickly, untying their balloons, then pausing to ask, “Can we Read the rest of this entry
A county sheriff was explaining that it can take ten minutes to ten hours or more to find a lost child. He responded when a mother called saying she couldn’t find one of her children. The sheriff went to her house. She had eight children, and he could see from the doorway that the house was, in his words, ”disheveled.” He asked if he could look around. He found
When my son was nearing two-years-old, we decided it was time to start the process of potty training. The first step in this procedure was the “show and tell” portion. Well, my son decided the “show” part was pretty cool. In fact, he thought dad had a built in faucet, and that it was a good time to Read the rest of this entry