A Letter to My Son on his 10th Birthday

Under the category of “bad mom”, I can add another tick mark. I had written Boo’s birthday post in advance and scheduled it as we’d be traveling on his birthday and I didn’t want to forget to post it. Unfortunately, something went wonky and it didn’t publish as planned.  My apologies, big guy. The fault [Read On]

On Turning Eight: A Letter for my Daughter on her Birthday

A creak in the floor. A giggle. The sound of footsteps creeping down the stairs, much too late after a bedtime that was already later than normally allowed. Two eight-year-old faces peek around the doorway, hoping for a late night snack. Ok, one eight-year-old face, and one just hours away from turning eight. You are [Read On]

My Husband’s 50th Birthday

Today is my husband’s 50th birthday. I’m now officially married to a geezer, as he received his AARP card application late last week. As I’m a mere 45, I’m struggling with the idea that he has hit the mid-century mark. Where have the last ten years gone? And while the increase of “wisdom” in his [Read On]

A Letter to my Son on his 9th Birthday

  To my wonderful son, See that gray hair on my head? Yes, child, YOU gave that to me, likely during our last round of math homework. You are so used to things coming easily to you that when something is a struggle, or confuses you, you get FRUSTRATED. Really, really frustrated. With yourself, and [Read On]

A (Belated) Letter To My Daughter on Her 7th Birthday

My beautiful, charming, infuriating, lovely daughter: At church this morning, I saw a 3-year-old that reminded me of you when you were little: stripey tights, frilly dress, cowboy boots, hair in pigtails, and a smile poking out from behind her binkie. She impishly peered over her dad’s shoulder from the communion rail. A little bit [Read On]

Cake Hell…here we go again

Last week I baked and (badly) decorated not one but TWO cakes for Pea’s birthday – one for the family, to be eaten on the big day, and one for her party. I couldn’t do any less for Boo, and like his sister, he is consistent. Once again, HE wanted a tractor cake.  (Seriously, I [Read On]

A Letter to My Son on His Eighth Birthday

Dear Boo, Today is your 8th birthday – how is this possible? Where has the time gone? It seems just yesterday you were a little guy toddling around the house, shouting “get you – get you” – your way of saying “let’s play chase”. You’re not so little any more! It’s impossible to keep you [Read On]

I Should Have Stopped While I Was Ahead (or, I’m Blaming it on the Kid)

Friday was my daughter’s birthday….and, as I posted previously, at her request, I baked her a doll cake. I am by no means a professional. I don’t even think I qualify as a hobbyist, since I only pull out the icing tips for the kidlings’ birthdays.  Anyhoo, from my very adult, type-A and perfectionist viewpoint, [Read On]

A Letter to my Daughter on her 6th Birthday

Dear Pea, Today is your sixth birthday. When did you get to be such a big girl? Everything about you is BIG – your personality, your vocabulary, your creativity. And maybe, your temper. But that’s ok, we’re working on that, along with making my patience, well, bigger too. Another thing that is BIG is your [Read On]

Next Year, I’m Buying a Cake. Really.

For the fourth year running, Pea has asked for a doll cake. Heaven help me. It wouldn’t be so bad if I had any discernible talent at cake decorating. Unfortunately, like many other things, while I have excellent ideas and great enthusiasm, I have very little natural ability. In fact, the primary reason why I [Read On]