Being a mother is often times a thankless job. You’re expected to be “on your game” all the time. I have come to realize that it’s just not possible to be like that all the time. Which has led to a new appreciation of my mom. I have no clue how she did it. She […]
a daughter the youngest of two children the child of divorce five feet six inches tall with brown hair and brown eyes the wife of Lance the mother of four boys and one girl someone who loves sweets a Catholic woman a Texas Longhorn a lover of social justice anti death penalty someone who loves […]
New haircut, new shoes, new year. Kid, you are ready to go. And for the first time in a long time, I can say I’m not freaking out. Don’t feel bad. It doesn’t mean I don’t love or care about you as much, it’s just that you have taken to this stage so well. And […]
Goose, you are seven. I still can’t believe it. In the blink of an eye this year has passed. And I fear with each year to come, I will feel the same. I have a little boy who is starting second grade way too soon for me. But how you’ve grown this year. Physically, you’re […]
We ended a wonderful weekend by celebrating my dad’s birthday. We had an amazing meal of tenderloin, mustard roasted potatoes, asparagus and strawberry ice cream. I admit I totally cheated on dessert, but it’s my dad’s favorite as well as every grandchild’s favorite flavor of ice cream. When I asked him what he wanted for […]
Squirt will be turning 16 next month, and Lance and I wanted to do something special with him to celebrate his birthday. In a family our size, it’s not always easy to get time alone with us, so we decided on a day trip to Austin. We left this morning under the premise of going […]
Happy Birthday, Jessica! As I took this picture, I reminded you that last year you were holding No David in your arms. And just like last year and the year before that, you spent a good deal of your party holding a baby in your arms. Not worried what other people might think, not letting […]
My most amazing little boy, you are now four years old. Today you said you were sorry to be getting older because you know it makes me sad, but that you had to grow up like your big brothers. Yes, you do. And while it does make me sad, I love watching the changes in […]
I am forty years old. I don’t remember much about my parents turning forty except my dad giving my mom a bouquet that had a black balloon in it. Little did their generation know that my generation would have none of that! No “Over the Kill” crap for us. Please, we’re still having kids in […]
He was so excited every. single. time. The birthday boy Yes, this is my adorable niece waiting The kids loved that Mimi bowled too Brothers Surprise!!!! Goose’s present…buddy bucks from HEBOur Family