My Story turned seven this weekend. We had a lovely get-together with family and friends who are considered family. No special decorations, games, or scripts. No lavish presents or gestures. Just a simple day with lots of love and laughter. Oh, and this cake (thanks again for the idea, Ali!):
Nurture Her Nature
This week Riley took a big step. Just two weeks past her fifth birthday, she took a step into a high school gymnasium and stayed there. By herself. No, no. Not totally by herself. She was in the trustworthy and very capable hands of a group of high school cheerleaders. She was participating in the clinic that they were hosting, which would teach her beginner cheerleading and culminate in leading cheers on the sidelines as the high school football game that Friday. (more…)
This past weekend was spent in a cabin with my sisters, mother, and daughter. We had no Internet, no cell signal, and so much fun. On its own, the cabin served as a slow-down from our ordinary lives (even the coffee maker took close to an hour to brew), which we learned to enjoy (not the waiting-for-the-coffee part though), but more than that, it served as a reminder of how crucial family is to my well-being and overall attitude toward life. (more…)
We can’t give our children everything. It’s a hard pill to swallow since we as moms so desperately want to give our kids the very best of absolutely everything. But, everyone has their limitations. Even moms. In my own long list of limitations one has come to the forefront recently. As Maddie has continued to develop her personality and characteristics, it has become more and more clear that she has a very active and vivid imagination and that I have no idea what to do with it. (more…)
As I sat down to write this, I realized I didn’t have anything to say. Especially on this fifteenth anniversary of 9/11, how can I possibly write a post that relates a funny story, a fabulous vacation, or a yet another trial of motherhood? It just all seems so … ordinary. We’re eating our dinner while others suffer. We complain about our kids sleeping with us when there are those who have no place to sleep. We bicker with our family when others have lost their loves. How dare I blabber on about the goings-on in my life when there are so many more important issues in this world.