I've always been afraid of it. I don't really know why. Frequently maligned and mocked things can come across as scary. It was with great trepidation I even gathered the courage to... put it in my grocery cart. But I did it. Steeling myself as I reached for what I assumed was gelatinous goo, I … Continue reading Anticipation
In our daily routine, my daughter and I play family. A lot. Everyday. Pretty much it's the only thing she wants to play. If I have other things to do, it becomes 'Doing-The-Dishes-Family' or 'Laundry-Folding-Family'. It's fun for her as she loves to role-play, specifically when she gets to be in charge. Go figure. This … Continue reading Preschooler Stream of Conciousness
It can only get better. It can only get better. It can only get better. 5:15: "Mom! I'm cold. There's not room for me in the bed. I'm coming in," says dear son. 5:16: Roll over and realize daughter is also in bed and sleeping. When did she climb in? Roll over and pretend to … Continue reading This Day.
I wrote this post a few weeks ago as a submission to another blog. They have passed, so I am posting it here. Sitting in the Navy Lodge smack dab in the midst of house hunting in our new duty station, it would be so easy to have a pity party. I want to have … Continue reading PCS Like a Four Year Old
PCS season is upon us and this time around it's our turn. (Anyone else find the humor in that acronym? PERMANENT Change of Station...It's anything but permanent!) Well we are down to just days before the packers come to remind us of just how much stuff we have (and how much crap we don't need). … Continue reading PCS – Permanent Change of Station
We went for a weekend to Portland to visit with friends and it turned out to be an opportunity for practice. With our upcoming "adventure" (what else can you call driving across the country with a 3 and a 5 year old?) packing for Portland opened my eyes to a couple of things: 1. Always … Continue reading Traveling Practice
There are days. And then there are those kind of days. Slightly drowsy from last night's cold medicine, I was suddenly jolted awake as the warm pee seeped onto my side of the bed. "Gonna be a good day!" I thought to myself. "Cause it can only get better from here!" Ever the Positive Polly, I loaded … Continue reading Spiking My Coffee