Today I went to the post office with my son Noah. He needed me to vouch for his identity so that he could get his passport. He lost his old passport in the Galleria fire in October. On the form I had to indicate what my relationship was to Noah. I asked the nice woman [...]
Tag: parenting
Careful your epidermis is showing…
When I was a kid my dad told me my epidermis was showing and I looked about myself to see what I was exposing to the world. After a few moments of enjoyment at my puzzlement over what I was showing, my dad clued me in to the meaning of the word - my epidermis [...]
The ruin of Rome…
Cheyenne had an assignment to create a model representing the architecture from Ancient Rome. She decided that this model would be best created with air dry clay so we scurried over to Michaels on Friday so that she could create her masterpiece on Saturday morning and have it dry by Monday morning. She worked diligently [...]
He has the bladder of a squirrel.
When I commented to Cheyenne early in the winter that our dog Chompers sure had to go out a lot lately she remarked, "He has a tiny bladder...he has the bladder of a squirrel." This caused me to spontaneously laugh out loud. Where does she come up with these things and who even thinks of [...]
And the beat goes on…
Today my third oldest child (or conversely my second youngest child) - Cory - turned 23. Holy moly...where did the time go? This year my oldest child will turn...GULP...30!!! I never thought I would be more horrified about someone else's age than my own - but goodness gracious - having a child who is almost [...]
This is not my first rodeo…
I have been at this parenting thing for awhile (June 16th marks 30 years). With three of my four children over the age of 21 I have done the pre-teen/teen years not once, not twice, but three times. I might add that one of those times was with a daughter whose penchant for dramatic flair [...]
That which I covet…
I looked at the photos of the luxury bathroom in the Tim and Cassi Brookins' home online yesterday with a tinge of jealously. Not because I care all that much about luxury bathrooms - albeit, I wouldn't mind larger bathrooms than I presently have - because they showed a small glimpse into the size of [...]
THE NEW FORTY 