Breakfast of champions?

A slice of cheese, half of a tortilla, a smattering of granola cereal, and half a cup of spilled milk. #fouryearoldchef.

A list of 20 things I am grateful for from the hell that was 2016

2016 WENT LOW BUT WE WILL GO HIGH! Yesterday I started a list lessons from the little bastard teacher that was 2016. Numbers #1-10 were posted yesterday.(My spirited child hindered efforts to finish this in one fell swoop.) And now, I present #11 - #20.16, Lessons, gifts, and gratitudes (is that a word?) from 2016: #11. SWEATY … Continue reading A list of 20 things I am grateful for from the hell that was 2016

Three more reasons to smile – and one reason to frown

Don't worry - the reason to frown will also make you laugh. Stick with me. three (more) reasons to smile: 1. the Canadians are back! the Canadians are back! Our Canadians (that's what we call them) who live down the street have returned from Montreal. They have a huge, sweet brown dog named Buddy. They … Continue reading Three more reasons to smile – and one reason to frown

Who Killed JR? His toddler who refused to sleep!

Flashback to 1983. My parents are watching Dallas in the basement with their friends. I'm at the top of the stairs, trying not to squeak the steps, hunched in a nightgown with my knees pulled tight. Of course my mom sees me and yep, she is upset. Despite her frustration she lets me sit on the floor and join them in watching the number one show of 1983. My mom had to do this a lot--put up with a kid who was awake until all hours of the night. Usually it was just the two of us. She'd let me watch Love Boat on the tiny black and white TV in our kitchen while she made popcorn. Initially she would be exasperated (Of COURSE she was, adult Sarah gets it now!) but she always softened and lovingly let me join her in her late night routine. Let me write it out right here in case my prayers haven't reached my mother: MOM I AM SO SORRY FOR WHAT I PUT YOU THROUGH. MOM HOW DID YOU DO IT. MOM YOU POOR WOMAN YOU NEVER. GOT. A. BREAK! Why the sudden mea culpas? [Read More]

Meet it with love

I thought I was through the worst of the "threenager" behaviors with my daughter. I was wrong. My sweet, almost-four-year-old child has been pushing my buttons lately. A LOT. Especially at nighttime. No, scratch that. Pretty much all the time. Standing on furniture. Jumping on the bed. The naughtier the behavior the giddier she gets. … Continue reading Meet it with love