“Hey Nana,” I answered the phone, awaiting the latest update. “Well, they think they found him. His body hasn’t been identified by the Cleveland police yet, but there is a body of a man in the matching car, and supposedly he took his own life. I think there was a small chase.” “Oh good. He’s … Continue reading Motherhood Scares the Shit Out of Me!
Parenting can be hard. That's an overstatement, and also a statement that is overused. What can we do as parents to get through it all, raise some respectable kiddos, and have a little fun at the same time? The answer, my friends is easy. Just push play, and let the music be your guide. Potty … Continue reading 10 Ways 90’s Rap Helps Me Stay Fly
"Oh, really? This should be quick," was my response when I reached the car door after taking my eldest to use a rest stop public restroom and my husband informs me that my youngest, now two, also wanted to give it a go. As I velcro her sparkly mermaid shoes, zipped her soft cheetah fleece … Continue reading One Small Tinkle
Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! Her hand lay across her belly, the sensation so strange. Like an over inflated basketball, the hardness was not what she expected, nor was the butterfly-like fluttering coming from inside. The amount of wonder within her about so many things was immeasurable. Question piled upon … Continue reading Twinkle
In western PA, born n' raised -a nose in a joke book- how I spent most of my days. Mastering the knock knock, feeling so cool. Badass punchline is just the tool. There's nothing like the sound of crisp paper ripping away, small hands feverishly awaiting the contents it masks. It was just such a … Continue reading Fly Mom of Somewhere…
13 minutes. The approximate time left to tell my former principal that I have successfully found childcare for my girls and can re-interview for my old position to come back as a teacher in the fall. The saga which has been my leave from my teaching position in January and the will- I/won't- I- be- returning game … Continue reading The Things We Leave Behind
It’s true. They all used to be friends. Working together for years in complete and utter harmony, they had no reason to be at odds with one another, even though in many ways, her two “friends” were complete opposites. One was of the quieter type, preferring one on one time behind closed doors, as … Continue reading At War