It was o’ dark thirty. I was asleep. Or I would’ve been if I hadn’t felt a presence. As I turned over, my face bumped into something soft. I opened my eyes. Two big white eyes stared back at me. Big black nose. 1 red bow. “Hi Minnie.” I muttered. “Mommy,” said a voice behind Minnie, “I have a problem.” “It’s 4am,” I mumbled, “Go back to bed.” “But mommy, I… have… a… problem.” I pulled myself awake, “What’s wrong, love?” “Mommy, Minnie’s not talking to me. I tried talking to her, but she’s not talking back.” I sighed a big, tired mom-sigh. “Well, kiddo, I think Minnie isn’t talking because she’s sleeping, and you should be too. Go back to bed and Minnie will talk to you when she wakes up.” As the two of them headed back to bed, I thought to myself: so …DOES Minnie talk to her when she’s awake?” Read More
I don’t know where all the mittens go. Just like socks that seemingly disappear into the depths of the dryer, toddler mittens disappear into the depths house. Is there a mitten thief among us? Does a mitten elf come in the night? With two toddlers and 4 little hands to keep warm, I bought 3 packets of mittens this year, but we are currently down to one pair per kid. When we bought last packet, I declared: “We’re not buying any more – take care of these or you will have cold hands! My husband took a more radical (and silly approach). He declared: “If we lose these mittens, I’m gonna start chopping off fingers!” I didn’t think it was so bad an idea. I piped up: “I volunteer this finger as tribute.” I held up my bent, sorrowful-looking right ring finger. Read More
My dearest daughter, Susannah. Today, as you turn 4 years old, you received a special surprise gift, which I purchased at Target many weeks ago. I had gone there in search of a few silly items for you and your brother for Valentines’ Day. You’ll soon learn that a trip to Target always involves buying things you never knew you needed. On this particular day, I accidentally walked down the sporting goods aisle on my way to somewhere else. That’s when I saw it. A Huffy Minnie Mouse training wheels bicycle, with streamers and bell. It shone and shimmered on the shelf. It called out to me: “Buy me for Susannah!”
And so I did. Read More
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