Dear F, Today is your first day of school. In time, you will come to forget this day but it’s a memory I will carry with me always – like the first time you said I love you or the first time you walked across the living room to me, on December 22, 2010. You weren’t… Continue reading A Letter for F
My baby starts school in one week. ONE FLIPPING WEEK YOU GUYS. My baby is not a baby any more: he’s a grade primary student and I am six sleeps away from kissing my “preschool mom” days goodbye. It feels like yesterday when I visited our first day home with him, inspecting every corner of… Continue reading Time Flies
As a parent, nothing makes me happier than hearing that F is polite or kind, helpful or compassionate. The more time I spend in this world, the more I realize that manners are often an after thought. I’m surprised when someone holds the door for me or apologizes and excuses his or her self when… Continue reading Minding Your Ps and Qs
Yesterday, F and I laced up (or in his case, Velcroed) our sneakers, grabbed a bottle of water and hit the pavement after a long, busy day of being out and about in the sunshine. Lately, F has wanted to take a stuffy with him everywhere he goes, and he chose his Princess Toadstool for… Continue reading “Your” vs. “The”
There are few things that suck more than having a sick kid. This is a fact. F was a little under the weather last week, so I wasn’t totally shocked when he woke up on Saturday morning absolutely full of a cold. At 6:30 am. He is a (super effing cute) nightmare when he has a… Continue reading Sniffle, Sniffle, Cough
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