Family

Inoperable Ostrichism

Okay, not really. But i have not really been able to write ever since losing the Q-man and my cousin this past summer. (Apologies to those who are offended for lumping them together, but in my heart, they are both gaping holes. Do not judge my pain.) I am not usually one to avoid difficult subjects, or as my sister… Read more →

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Yeah, I Wore Pink Tulle. So what?

“Mama?” Tiller said. “Yes, baby?” I muttered while cooking dinner. Tiller: “Mama, will you be a fairy with me?” Me: “huh?” Tiller: “Will you be a fairy with me?” Me: “I don’t think so, baby. I’m not pretty enough to be a fairy.” Todd: “You know, we just did a tooth fairy spot. I can get you a fairy costume… Read more →

One Eyed Willie’s Treasure Hunt

So, about Tiller’s birthday. She turned six on Saturday. SIX. Hard for me to fathom. Tiller wanted to have a scavenger hunt party, and we had just watched The Goonies as a family, so I made it a One-Eyed Willie’s Treasure Hunt. Every kid got a copy of One Eyed Willie’s treasure map when they arrived. (We also had pirate… Read more →

What’s In a Name?

“Mama?” Tiller said, putting her head on my shoulder as we sat on the couch, her watching Mermaidia and me reading a book. “Yes, Baby?” I said, turning to look at her, eye to eye. “What’s your name?” “Anne. My name is Anne.” “What’s your other name?” “You mean my middle name?” “Yeah. Your middle name.” “My middle name is… Read more →