Merry Christmas. Hope You Don’t Die.

This is so sweet and earnest and honest, in a heartbreaking way, that I wanted to document it here in on Dogwood Girl, even though Todd already posted it on Facebook. Todd: At Cub Scouts last night, the boys made Xmas cards to send to troops overseas…I look away for a couple minutes, and R […]

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Impressionism

Me: Did you have Discovery today? R: No, we had art. Me: Oh, what did you do? R: We watched a movie about Claude Monet. He’s an Impressionist. Me: What is “Impressionism,” again? Rollie: It’s art that impresses people.

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Bedtime Cheer: Discussions of Aging and Death

I tucked Tiller in the other night, then went into tuck Rollie in. He was reading a book, with it propped on his legs, and with a pillow behind his head. “Night baby,” i said. “Night, mama.” I kissed him on the head and got a little choked up, thinking about putting him down as […]

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What Are People For?

Dash spent the night with us last night, while Lisa went to our friend Alexis’ wedding to create a horrendous Sunday morning hangover with old friends. Dash and the kids were up early this morning. I let Todd sleep in, as he had partied with neighbors until the wee hours of the morning. So, i […]

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Home Sweet Home

Thank God. We are home as of about an hour ago. I feel like I am on tour with Allman Brothers in the 70’s or something. “On the Road Again” has been stuck in my head for days. I put over 700 miles on the car this week. Went down to meet mom and Dad […]

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God, I Needed That

Rollie just walked in the house. I was bracing for “I’m hungry,” “Tiller destroyed your flowers!” or something along those lines. I was not prepared for: “Mama, do you want me to show you how to do the Macarena? Gracie knows how to do the Macarena and she taught me.” [Stifling a laugh.] “Uh, Yeah!” […]

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Dogwood Girl and The Black Hearts

Rollie and Tiller were acting up in the bathtub tonight. I got them out immediately (they usually get to play for a while) and Rollie stood shivering in his towel, lower lip quivering, and told me, “You don’t love me at all! You never loved me! You don’t have a red heart, you have a […]

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On Mom: By Rollie and Tiller

I think that this was supposed to make my kids look awesomely creative and fun. It made them look boring. Ask your child(ren) these questions and enter their answers…Quite amusing! Tiller (3) 1. What is something Mom always says to you? I don’t know. 2. What makes Mom happy? Being nice. 3. What makes Mom […]

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