A pack of boys ranging in age from 6 to 12 march together in a line. They’re all wearing similar colors, mostly camouflage, hats, shirts, all of it designed to make them appear as part of the same group. Some of them carry Airsoft guns, others Nerf. Brightly colored blue and orange plastic designed to…
public service announcement
Dear Mom At The Pool, Pay Attention To Your Kid
All summer long a rant has been bubbling up inside of me that is two not-even-full sentences long: Dear Moms At The Pool, Pay attention to your kid(s). We’ve averaged a trip a week to the pool this summer. Me and two kids. In water. See that? IN THE WATER. Me. With them. Because they…
Reserving judgments is a matter of infinite hope
If this post makes you feel twitchy or uncomfortable or offended, it’s probably because you’re guilty of what I’m about to discuss. That’s okay. This post makes me twitchy and uncomfortable and offended, too. Because I’m guilty of what I’m about to discuss and I know it. There’s a post making the rounds on Facebook…
No More Bootstraps
I saw a meme floating around Facebook this morning that sort of gut-punched me. It said “Pretending to be happy when you’re in pain is just an example of how strong you are as a person.” People. I’m about to get a little ranty. Hold on to your hats. As someone who has battled both…
The boy in the pink hat
Today my son wore a pink hat in public. A bright, glaring pink hat he called a cowboy hat. He was awesome. It was with the Easter items in the Dollar Spot at Target. He tossed a purple one at Emma’s head and donned the pink one himself and off he went to look at…