Never let anyone try to convince you that having children will be a boost to your ego. I mean, they will sometimes--like when they're two and they love you more than anyone else in the world and they tell you that they love you so much they want to marry you. But as they get older, they lose that sense of you being their superhero and what you get are lines like this one, taken from a "rambling autobiography" one of my children wrote for English class:
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Monday, September 26, 2011
Just a random list of things that I know that I thought I'd share with you:
Monday, September 12, 2011
You know that I enjoy the humorous side of things. I love to share things that make me laugh, things that make me happy in my life--the lighter side of this work of motherhood and helpmate. But I also, from time to time, have to keep things real. Because while laughter is wonderful--and I hope that I have made you laugh--it's not everything. Life is funny, just not all the time. Most of the time, I can see the lighter and brighter side of a situation. I can usually find humor in nearly everything. But sometimes, life isn't funny.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Last week was "Meet the Teacher Night" at my two youngest kids' elementary school. Mary had come home early from school that day with ear pain from an infection. When I got to her classroom, it was full of parents. Mary's teacher was making her way around the room, visiting with parents before the "official" start of the night. She came over to me to ask how Mary was feeling. We chatted for a bit about several things and then she said: "Mary cracks me up. The other day she came up to me to tell me something and when I asked her what was up, she said: 'Oh. Shoot. I forgot what I was going to say. I was doing computations in my head--you know, like 10+10=20, and 20+10=30.' Computations? It cracked me up. Are you sure she's a first grader?"