Nude Bugaloo

Holding Hands

We are chronically late. To everything, everywhere, every day. That’s just the way it is around here. However, the biggest late issue is the one that we face every morning. School. We have made it to the school before first bell possibly two or three times this year. We usually arrive at the door of my [...]

Each Other’s Back

Back-to-Back

My brother and I were never like that. I look up at the woman who spoke and she nods her head toward the sight of my children hugging each other so tightly that one of them inevitably loses their footing, and falls to the ground pulling the other on top of them. This happens a [...]

The Giant Birthday Party Cometh

Em-Birthday

This face is now three. It’s been a couple of weeks since her face went from two to three. Her third birthday was a small affair with family, a few friends, shiny hats, and one Very Concerning Sparkler.   This face is almost five. His party will be in a few weeks and will involve [...]

Reflections on Three

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My daughter turned Three on Monday. Three is a big deal. Three is loud, usually, but there is a chance of quiet. A small chance. For at least five minutes at a time, while they play quietly by themselves. Sometimes those five minutes stretch out to ten, fifteen, even thirty minute chunks of time. That’s [...]

I Claim This Child As My Own

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I watch my son playing. He moves with his usual frenetic pace through the playground. Look away for a moment and he will be across the field. On top of the rock-climbing tower. Hanging over the side of the slide while other children push past him. I used to yell, “Be careful!”, while hovering underneath, [...]