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Written by CC
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Wednesday, 04 July 2012 08:59 |
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It’s very simple, like all things parenting should be. Parenting should be straightforward, so your kids know what to expect. All great parenting books say this. And I should know, because I’ve heard a lot of people say this is what the experts say in great parenting books. Something about how this shapes their sense of stability, something yada, what? So I put together a checklist for finding laundry at our house… to ensure great personal stability in all its residents. Laundry Checklist for the question, “Where are my clean clothes?”: 1. 1. Check the drawers in your room, yes the ones in your room, the ones that have been there for the last umptity years of your life.
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Written by CC
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Wednesday, 27 June 2012 07:52 |
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If you’re ever in Salt Lake City, you should stop by Snowbird Resort. It’s probably the most charming resort I’ve ever been in. It makes it better that my husband used to work there in his 20’s. It makes it personal and I can almost picture his tan face, wrapped in goggles, zipping down the snowy hills, pointed straight down the mountain. So we take the kids to the summer playland there, where they have one of my kids’ favorite things, the alpine slide. It’s not the biggest slide in the world, but it’s just empty enough on a Tuesday morning that if you get there early enough, you can ride the slide 10 times before you ever have to stand in line for more than 30 seconds. So we rushed off and bought the whole family-day passes. This usually means, to any good American family, that you try to fit in every race you possibly can, without eating or peeing until desperate. And we headed off in an ugly American rush with shouts, as if we were going on a hunt for lions and tigers and stuff…
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Written by CC
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Monday, 18 June 2012 21:32 |
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We got back from our first big road trip with the kids this morning at 12:30AM. We drove 800 something miles yesterday. You do the math on that, but unless it’s a hovercraft that moves at the speed of light, that’s a lot of freaking hours in a car with a 5 and 8 year old boy. Why did we do that to ourselves?
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Written by CC
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Friday, 01 June 2012 10:10 |
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So I was running to the post office to mail off two packages for some potential clients. I yelled for my five year old to jump in the car so we could head to the post office and then to pick up brother and yada yada. You know, there are always four other places to “stop by” on your way to somewhere. It essentially means we will be in the car for several hours, unburying ourselves from library books, bags of belongings that do not belong to us, and picking up ten other things we need for a project or party or whatever.
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Written by CC
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Monday, 28 May 2012 16:25 |
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Now that I am a mom, and my boys are growing up like weeds… As I begin to see a montage of photos every time a new plateau is reached, a new grade level finished, a new skill achieved, a new emotional depth seen, I am closer and closer to these little boys that are my very own. I have been part of their presence on this earth, and I will continue to see them grow into manhood each day. Some days it’s too close for comfort as I wonder what they will do, what they will achieve, how they will touch the world they live in. I hope that they are able to impart great compassion, great strength, and live comfortably in their beautiful minds.
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