David is riding a two-wheeler! Without training wheels! And he learned almost instantly. He’s been using training wheels for, well, ever. He didn’t ride his bike much in our old neighborhood. The streets and sidewalks just weren’t conducive for bike-riding, and he didn’t have any friends who were so inclined to apply some needed peer...
David: “Mom, when can I walk to the bus stop by myself?” Me: “Do you want to?” David: “Yeah.” Me: “Oh.” Just take a butter knife, stab it in my chest, and turn it clockwise. I guess the time has come. He is starting to spread his wings. That’s my job, right? To give them...
“There is one true God.” So goes the catechism we have taught our young children. This is why I was surprised this morning when Caroline asked out of the clear blue sky: “Mommy? Are there two Gods?” A bit perplexed, I explained that no, there is just one God. But she persisted: “In that book you read...
Yall are killing me with your comments on this post. No, I do not have the skirt. But it was cute. Really. I know you don’t believe me, but it was. I was shocked to find out later that it reminded him of a tablecloth. In fact, I’m pretty sure we fought about that ....
mmmmmm chocolate milk! chocolate milk with a chocolate chip cookie! Chocolate milk with a chocolate chip cookie dipped in Breyers chocolate ice cream! What were we talking about again?
LMAO!!!! We’re soul sistahs, girl!!