I have a little confession to make: Up until last month, I rarely felt all that bad for parents who complained about their kids hitting the terrible twos. No, not because three is worse (though it is, until they become teenagers. Or so I’m told). You see, my older son is a screamer. He shouted…
Category Archives: Theo
Snapshots
We packed everything we needed for a week into one car and drove off. I’d spent the previous two days zipping around making lists, staging items, getting everyone to choose their clothes and toys and books and get them packed already. When we got to the ferry terminal right on schedule, I breathed a sigh…
A simple technique for being more present
“Mama, I’m driving my truck!” “Where are you going?” I ask, without looking up from the dishes. “I’m going to the grocery store.” “Good thinking. What do we need there?” I ask him while prying a stray Lego out of Theo’s mouth. Round and round the kitchen he drives his truck, keeping up the running…
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…
