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…
Trading my crown for a cape
I’ve been feeling like the Queen of Mediocrity lately. I keep having grand plans for how to be Excellent at Everything, but then life (and watermelon heads) get in the way. I end up looking at my lists, my charts, my calendars…and reaching for my crown in defeat. I told my husband how frustrated I…
My Easter pity party
It’s been a week now, in which I spent a lot of time throwing a pity party that no one came to except me. I got sick eight days ago. Just a cold, but one of those ridiculous colds that makes you feel like your head is really a watermelon that threatens to topple you…
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…
A moment in boyhood
We walked around the corner to the small park, hand in hand, just the two of us. No little brother, no neighbor friends. Just us. When we arrived, there were a bunch of bigger boys playing some sort of tag game in and on and around the play structure. Sebastian watched them, but with less…
