A few weeks before the end of school, my husband mentioned something about a telescope. I told him about the white and black one I received one Christmas or birthday. I don’t think we ever saw anything through that telescope.
I then wondered aloud if a telescope might make a good end-of-school-year gift for the boys.… Read More
I want to remember this past week of training come mid-August, all of September, and into October. You know, when the mileage goes up, up, up, and I’m struggling to fit my runs in between work, getting the boys to and from school and practices, meals, and living life.… Read More
I see we’re still talking about screen addiction.
I feel like technology in the Twenty-Teens is the war on drugs of the 1980s. I’m waiting for the first PSA with an egg in a frying pan. “This is your brain on video games.” Or iPhones.… Read More
I don’t quite remember how I came across Bloom. Deep in mid-summer-break, I thought to myself, “Why yes! I’d love to better handle the squabbling and my patience with these two boys.” So I ordered it, it arrived, and I read it rather quickly.… Read More
Remember the days when the boys dressed in whatever I purchased and planned for special events? Yeah.
It’s not that they dislike the clothes I spend hard-earned money on or refuse to wear whatever I’ve picked for Easter or Christmas. They’re pretty good about family pictures and main holidays, dressing in whatever I set out on their beds.… Read More