(I’d pick big, heart-shaped muscles over skinny any day.) For those of you who lovelovelove find posts about my life-minutiae interesting this mightcould be your dream post. For those of you who kinda dont give a shit prefer more informative, motivating missives* you may want to click away in a hurry before the navel-gazing [...]
Our “straight” misfit family The other morning I walked into the kitchen and found Tornado & Ren Man deep in conversation. You remember Miss. Sarah. He was saying. You just saw her a few weeks ago. The Tornado furrowed her brow and appeared to be deep in thought (is there anything better than [...]
I wont lie to you, People. Im feeling awkward. I long to blog about the Garten of the Kinder. I love how writing clarifies the experience in my mind & makes me SNICKER all over again (as when the Tornado’s teacher referred to her as SNOTTY & I thought she meant rude. #ForgotNoseWasRunningFAIL). Yet I [...]
(Yes, People, we are starting way back. You’re lucky this post didnt being with baby pictures. You can thank me for those edits later.) Muffin Morning. Meet the teacher morning. No words required for how I adored her choice of outfit right down to the running skirt. She chose my outfit too & seriously [...]
(At the spring kindergarten round-up, post-bus ride & clutching her free chocolate milk) Oh people. As the title states: Ive judged you. And, by way of full disclosure, there’s a pretty good chance Ive mocked you too. A little to your face (Im upfront like that) & more than a little at home to Ren [...]
why do I think she may be the only one at school with this packpack? (please to STOP, sit down, & commence gazing at your own navel as I proceed to blog whilst gazing into mine) It’s been a wee while since Ive blogged stream of consciousness. Whether it appears so or not (and believe [...]
(this is my kind of running) The Tornado & I were out ambling around Austin recently when she stopped abruptly, turned, looked at me and stated: Mama, you need to start running. Needless to say, since this sentiment was shared in her not soft five year old voice, it garnered more than a few horrified [...]
(The Tornado’s gratitude board mid-creation.) Since she’s been old enough to register her surroundings the Tornado has been curious about my vision & gratitude boards. Her questions began as simple ones (What this is?) and have recently grown more specific in nature (Who is this? Why is he on here? Do I know him?!). Although [...]
Ahhh, People. It’s been approximately 11 days since I returned from Fitbloggin and found what was once my child. A former shell of her Tornado-self wrapped in Lunchables quick meal things, slathered in Skittles unnamed candy treats and filled to the HILT with rootbearD.** (I’ll let that sink in since I like to imagine you, [...]
healthy, happy, absolutely active, magnificently misfit’y Mother’s Day. This is why I know I will.
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
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