Dear Joshua, Today you are eight. I’ve had eight whole years of being your mom, and I gotta tell you, those eight years have been pretty fantastic. I mean, sure, we’ve had some seriously not fantastic moments (like that time you locked me out of the house and I broke down the door to get to…
Joshua
No Means No: Teaching Children About Consent
We were walking through Target one afternoon last week, before Brock Turner and his victim’s statement became trending topics. Emma was being kind of rambunctious, chasing her brother in and out of the clothing racks in the children’s department. He wasn’t feeling great. He’d finally had enough of her playing. “No means no, Emma! Stop…
When It Snows In Georgia
When it snows in Georgia, time stops. It’s like the world has just decided to stand still and so has every single person who is native to this state. It’s such a rarity most of us revel in it, even when the snowfall doesn’t top two inches. We can’t help it. It’s just…what we do….
At Least There Was Pizza
There’s no pretty way to say this and this post is going to be whiny and rambly and unpolished and I don’t even care because it totally mimics the day I just survived. Am still surviving. (Thanks to a bath and a glass of Malbec.) Today was terrible, almost from start to finish. The kind…
Absence and Hearts and Stuff
You know how people say when you love something you should let it go? That statement does not necessarily apply to home Internet service, which I know I have complained about not having so often now people are probably on the verge of stuffing a dirty sock in my mouth just to get me to…