In 2019 Taylor Swift released an album called Lover. Lover is also the term ascribed to boys ages 5-8 in the book Wild Things: The Art of Nurturing Boys by Stephen James and David Thomas: Continue reading “2019 Reflection: Lovers and Bedtime Fighters”
I’ve been thinking about a theme word for 2019, something that will serve as a reminder to me when I get busy, distracted, or listless.
My first impulse was to pick the word creativity.
Creativity in parenting. Creativity in service to my job and the clients I get to support. Creativity (painting, writing) instead of Netflix couch-sitting or social media scrolling.
The year 2017 was crazy, am I right? Political drama was everywhere. I had three surgeries and was declared cancer-free. We started a garden. We pulled out all the potty-training stops. My sister had ACL surgery. The boys joined our church community preschool. I started a new job. I finally saw Kirk Franklin perform.
I was so busy riding the rollercoaster that I forgot to work on Christmas cards. (Honestly, I forgot to do a lot of things.) But, it brought me a lot of joy over the holidays to sit and reflect on the year.
Here’s a visual retelling of notable highlights and lowlights. Continue reading “2017: A Year In Pictures”
I’ve heard the Wednesday night before Thanksgiving, “Drinksgiving,” is the biggest bar night of the year. Which is funny because I’m at home on the sofa in sweatpants, crocheted blanket over my lap, toying with the idea of turning on a Hallmark movie and calling it a day. It’s 8:20 p.m., y’all. Lincoln and Hyatt are playing in their room, still going strong, and I am D-O-N-E.
Redirection as a behavior management technique worked well when my boys were early toddlers. I’d point out a plane in the sky so they’d drop their fascination with that sharp nail in the driveway. I’d talk up a game of hide-and-go seek to get them to stop fighting over blocks.
Then, two things happened: they got a little bit older, and I got a little bit lazy. (I meeean, I had a few good reasons.)
I didn’t want to come up with something cool and exciting every time I needed to get them from Point A to Point B. I just wanted them to listen to me and respect me. Done. End scene. I was tired. Continue reading “Grace-Based Parenting and Redirection”
I absolutely love watching my boys interact in different scenarios. It helps me learn more about them, and sometimes it just makes me laugh.
This morning we went to a playground near Trader Joe’s. The idea being that once they’d had a chance to play, they’d be more affable at the grocery store and MAYBE hungry enough to be interested in healthy stuff. Continue reading “Peer Pressure”
Well people, Christmas + chemotherapy is a lot. A lot of joy, a lot of togetherness, a lot of planning, a lot of interest in napping. But we did it!
I have so many things I want to write about related to Christmas this year. However, I really have been so durn tired. Too tired to write the things I want to write. So, I am going to capture the highlights in pictures, lest I forget some of these funny, special moments. Here they are. Continue reading “Christmas in the Year of the Octopus”
Exodus 13:21-22: By day the Lord went ahead of them in a pillar of cloud to guide them on their way and by night in a pillar of fire to give them light, so that they could travel by day or night. Neither the pillar of cloud by day nor the pillar of fire by night left its place in front of the people.
I find this image incredibly comforting. Continue reading “All of the Lights”
(Tearful, at the end of an off-kilter day with lots of comings and goings) “Mama, if Pop-Pop and G-Mama leave and Dada is at the fire station and you go to work and Hyatt goes to the library and Ragland and Rambo go to the pet store, I’m gonna be lonely.”