You can just call me Human Xanax
Leta: Mom, am I going to have to get braces?
Me: Hm… that’s not something we can really tell right now. We’ll have to wait until you’ve lost more teeth and see how they all grow in.
Leta: I’m scared to get braces. I really, really, really don’t want …
After school special
Here’s one of those things they neglect to tell you when you take your baby home from the hospital…
Pet cemetery
Yesterday morning Marlo was desperate to play outside, so I told her she could head to the garage…
Now I HAVE to call her dude
One afternoon a couple of weeks ago I was inside the house helping Leta practice the piano, something that is nearly impossible to do if Marlo is not otherwise entertained. Because whatever Leta is doing, Marlo wants to be doing it, too. She’s a total …
All pain is relative
I’m on a plane to Chicago to attend to some business meetings for the next couple of days and…
Wherein I do not mention earthquakes or nuclear war
I’m brushing Leta’s hair after her shower when she bites her lower lip, slowly looks up at me and asks, “Mom? Can tornados happen at night?”
Their crazy Southern mother
Saturday afternoon I took the girls to see my father’s new house out on the southwest side of the valley in a neighborhood that abuts a planned community with gardens, parks, swimming pools, and a freshwater lake. Toward the end of our visit we drove …
Working on our skill sets
Monday morning Marlo slept in late enough that I was able to get the dogs outside and pour myself a glass of orange juice before the madness set in.
