Remember that college drinking game, I never?
Oh, stop lying. You know you played. You probably just don’t remember it clearly.
Someone would say “I never…” and then tack on a true statement about something outlandish they’ve done. And then everyone else who had done the same outlandish thing would have to take a giant gulp of whatever cheap beer was the only thing you could afford. As the night went on and the keg level lowered, the “I never” statements got progressively more ridiculous, and yet there was always someone else taking a drink right along with you. Read more...
|Cuddled up with Big Brother Michael to take a nap
Molly calls throwing up “makin’ nasties.”
Pretty cute, huh?
Maybe. But it definitely loses cute points at 1:30 AM.
In the middle of the night, we did the Twinkie shuffle. Matthew not-so-happily went downstairs to sleep with Daddy on the sofa bed. Molly and the barf bowl bunked with me, as did Katie Grace once she changed her clothes, stripped her bedding, and cracked open a window to air out her room. What an awesome big sister! Read more...
Pablo Picasso, Mother and Child
It was my intention to hold off on blogging again until we were safely settled in our new home in Pittsburgh– 4 more days!!!!– but this is weighing heavily on my heart, and the only way to unburden myself is to “write it out.” Read more...
“Holding the space” is one of those Waldorf/hippie mama/gentle parenting catch phrases that gets thrown around a lot. We all nod and smile knowingly and look wise, but it can be a little difficult to truly wrap our brains around it. I know I’ve tossed it into conversation before, but I don’t think I ever really truly knew what it meant.
That is, before 5 AM this morning.
The babies have decided that now that they are 10 months old, they don’t need to sleep anymore.
Not at night. Not during the day. Read more...
“Everybody got stones in their passway. You got to step over them or walk around them. You picking them up and carrying them with you!” ~ Avery, in August Wilson’s The Piano Lesson
This line from August Wilson’s Tony-award winning The Piano Lesson made enough of an impact on me that I came home and wrote it in my journal back in 1991 when I saw the play on Broadway. The line was addressed to character who was holding on to past hurts so tightly that she couldn’t move forward in her life. Read more...
As I’ve written before, I’m working hard on getting the children to accept me being in charge again. They’re fabulous children, but after running feral for a year they do need a bit of reigning in.
One of the things we’re working on is having them let us know they hear us with a “Yes, Dad!” or “OK, Mom!” It’s basic courtesy, really, and saves me the frustration of repeating myself in louder and louder tones until I wake a baby, only to find out they were off doing what I asked anyway. The next step will be having them acknowledge us without attitude or eye rolling. Read more...
This week Multiples & More is asking for parents to share their favorite parenting quotes. Here is one I posted on my Facebook page this week, leading to a great conversation. It’s not about parenting specifically, but it definitely has applications. Of course, as a friend pointed out, it’s important not to blame the farmer either!
When you plant lettuce, if it does not grow well, you don’t blame the lettuce. You look into the reasons it is not doing well. It may need fertilizer, or more water, or less sun. You never blame the lettuce. — Thich Nhat Hanh Read more...