All her life he told her, “The sun rises in the West and sets in the East.” Maria followed her father anywhere. Hung on his every word and instruction. He had taught her so much over the past few decades, a lifetime of lessons. Story after story from his youth. Moral after moral learned from … Continue reading Uncharted
We've all heard the tired cliché, "Wait until you have kids of your own; then you'll understand." Usually, we get this from our parents with whom we've had some disagreement or misunderstanding, or yes, even a full-fledged screaming match (e.g. with Mom...again). ::rolls eyes:: But how often do we think about when we are old and … Continue reading Adult Kid
My oldest son is 6 years old. He just recently had his first loose tooth. He would not let anyone touch it, so it hung in there until the last thread of gum gave out. My mom sent me the picture of the gaping hole after he finally lost his tooth one day while at … Continue reading The Tooth Fairy “pays” a visit
If you utilize any form of social media, then it's very likely you have encountered the Grumpy Cat meme. But...I bet you've never seen the Pity Cat meme... Ok. That is a really cute, sad kitty, but we all KNOW a Pity Cat. They thrive off your pity and NEED your attention. Yet, rather than … Continue reading Pity Cat
"Mommy, can I ask you something?" Sofia begins 5-6 conversations a day with that question. "Sure," I say, quickly pondering what outrageous interrogation will ensue. "Is it hard to be a Mommy?" This was the second time in the past week that she had asked me. The first time, I responded with a lot of … Continue reading The Jackpot
Every morning, without fail, my two year old asks, "Mommy, you going to work?" She looks up at me with those big brown droopy eyes, and frowns with genuine concern. It breaks my heart every time I answer, "Yes, Vicky." I feel guilty to leave her when she pleads: "I wanna stay with you", "I … Continue reading Quality versus Quantity
My son and oldest daughter drew these pictures of me. You may have guessed my 4 year old boy, Gaby, drew the one on the left. "Mommy, it's you. You have 14 legs." If you count, there are actually fifteen tentacles, which is good because that means I've got at least one arm. I look … Continue reading Tentacles
Men... Warning: The short that follows is about "That Time of the Month". Which time? The annoying, bitchy, PMSy time, when all you men do is mess things up for us. And, NO, we don't act like that ALL the time! Well... I was 9 when I first discovered I was immortal. I mean how … Continue reading Immortality?