Archive for May, 2014


Tuesday, May 27th, 2014 by by

Adam and Eve
Needlepoint, Ruth Rosenberg, circa 1970s
“Mom, who’s your very best friend?”
“I’m lucky. I have Dad, and Aunt Jen, and Auntie Karen…”
“My best friend is God.”


Coffee + Me = wheeee!!!!!

Thursday, May 22nd, 2014 by by

I used to make fun of my grandma and grandpa who were as religious about their coffee as my grandma was about Jesus.  When we would go on family road trips, fueling them with coffee was as essential as fueling the car with gas.  There was always a pot brewing in their kitchen – or ours when they would visit.  Their love affair with coffee was cute, yet hard to understand when I was younger.

Life has since schooled me.  I get it now.  Like – I reallllly get it.  Coffee is my BFF.  Just like that graphic says, I would still be in bed were it not for coffee.  The invention of the Keurig stands as the greatest invention in the history of mankind.  I say coffee is more important than the wheel, for without coffee, I would not be able to spend as much time in the car as I do.

This is what my coffee area looks like mid-day.

Some may say I have a problem.

Me?  I say I have found the solution.

Every Night We Go Over The Plan

Monday, May 19th, 2014 by by

“Mom? Time for the plan for tomorrow, please. Number one.”

“First we get up.”

“Number two.”

“Then we do morning things.”

“Number three.”

“I take you to school.”

“Number four.”

“You’ll do school and I’ll see you there for a little while because I’m volunteering for reading groups tomorrow.”

“Cool. Number five.”

“I’ll pick you up from school.”

“Number six.”

“We’ll come home and then I don’t know what the plan is until dinner.”

“Number seven.”

“We’ll have dinner.”

“Number eight.”

“Take a bath and get ready for bed.”

“Number nine.”

“Stories, prayers, and bedtime.”

“And then we make a new plan.”

“Correct. How’s that all sound?”

“It’s okay, I guess, but the plan kind of falls apart around number six. We should work on that in the morning.”

Dear God…A Mommy’s Prayer

Monday, May 19th, 2014 by by

Dear God,

I know that for years- even when I was a little girl I prayed for the day I would become a mother.

You heard me and in Your infinite wisdom You knew it was something that I would NOT have been ready for in my 20′s. (more…)


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Friday, May 16th, 2014 by by

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Home Again

Thursday, May 15th, 2014 by by

I’m back from a long weekend away by myself at a blogging conference. By that I mean, I wasn’t alone, just not with my family. I got to see, squeeze, talk, cry and laugh with, a lot of people who I love so dearly, talk to daily, yet only get to see once or twice a year. I got to create connections with new people.

I got to meet, in person, two women who I adore, that I have been online friends with since I first started showing up here, and spend a day with them. Everything fell immediately into the easy cadence and rhythm of old friends even though it was our first time laying eyes on eyes each other.

I have been asked many times what happens at a blogging conference. I might answer that there are informative sessions pertaining to the blog world, nice dinners with large groups of women, and an exchange of ideas between likeminded people. This is all true, I suppose, but it doesn’t get to the heart of these trips for me. The trips are like family reunions with a family that you’ve hand picked because they “get” you and you lovingly “get” them.

I return filled up. Filled up with love and friendship and a renewed longing and enthusiasm for my guys and life at home.  And a little jetlag.

Professional Smithers Life

Tuesday, May 13th, 2014 by by

Things have been a movin’ and a shakin’ in Smithersland.

Life has been busy — not just because of the wee ones, but also because things have been happening for me professionally.

In April, I had a quick trip to Boston to present at a national science teachers’ conference. I wrote two proposals and BOTH got accepted, so I had double the fun to prepare for. Not only that — one of the presentations included hands-on physical science activities. This meant that I had to schlepp (sp?) cabbage juice, calcium chloride, baking soda, spring scales, copper wire, batteries, and light bulbs in a suit case.

I wrote this note for TSA and put it in my checked bag. (more…)


The Waiting

Monday, May 5th, 2014 by by

Last weekend after 2 bright, warm, sunny days, I boldly put all of our winter coats and accessories away.  By Tuesday, we had 2-3 inches of snow on the ground.

Today I am soooooo tired of cold, windy, grey weather.  I am soooooo cranky.

So let’s just pretend that it looks like this today.

Friday Five: Sunday Edition

Sunday, May 4th, 2014 by by

I’m not really sure where the weekend went, except to say it involved a lot of kids’ activities, spring cleaning and driving.

1) Speaking of driving, I’m fairly certain that Kellan and Riss have spent at least 78% of their lives in the car.  From birth, both have been shuttled around to every practice, event, activity and game that their older siblings have partaken in.  I told the older three that I will make them plane, train or automobile it from wherever they are living when their younger sibs finally start performing in their own events.

To keep the littles happy, and reward them for their endless patience, we have frequent ice cream cone parties.



Physics and Fro-yo

Saturday, May 3rd, 2014 by by

“… so see Bob, the future is always later from now.”

“But Felix, what’s the difference between the future and five minutes away?”

“Five minutes away is the future.”

“But what about when the five minutes is finally here? It’s not the future.”

“Now isn’t the future but then later it is.”

“How much later?”

“I’m not sure.”