There I was, letting my mind wander toward the end of an early dinner. The No-Nap Fairy visited this afternoon, and someone was at the end of his cheerful disposition for the day. But dinner is typically a cure-all, so while the boys sat there chatting to no one in particular, my brain turned to…
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Stream of consciousness
I miss writing here, and if I continue to let myself be pressured into waiting to post until I have time to write something I think is at the very least really good, then it just won’t happen. So. I’ve decided to try something else. I’m just going to sit down each night and write for ten…
Some happy genes fit better than others
Theo woke up at 4:45 a.m. today. When I went into his room, he said, “Up.” Or actually, he said, “M’up” because that’s what he says now. I often ask, “Do you want to come up?” before I pick him up, so he blended the ‘m’ from ‘come’ and it turned into “m’up.” Or maybe…
Confession
I unbuckle their carseats, and they hop down all by themselves and race/toddle toward the front door. My hands are free to grab the bags. I look around as I pick them up, as though unsure why my shoulders are so light. ————————– “I’m done with breakfast,” he announces, clearing his place. “Now I’m going…
Welcome to the team
Welcome to you all, old friends and new. It’s a special day at Team Rasler: our SITS day! If you don’t know what that means, you can find out more at the end. Allow me to introduce you to The Team. But first, I should tell you that Three of us are sick today, and…
