Posted in July 2013 …

Summer…I Love You & Hate You!

Summer…I have a love/hate relationship with you! You promise picnics and flying kites at the ocean.  You promise long naps in a hammock and  swinging from that tire swing that hangs in the beautiful old tree. You promise drinking lemonade with friends and carefree long, easy days! The days might be long my friends…but they are far … Continue reading →

The Car Seat

This is a week filled with memories…both old and new!  We had my son’s party, birthday, and the Fourth of July.  Today, is the end of a busy week, and I am ready for a vacation; however, we cannot ignore one more celebration…Coming Home Day! Eight years ago, on this very day, we put a … Continue reading →

A Few Moments from the Fourth of July

The Fourth of July was filled with fun, family time.  The kids enjoyed several activities (I will share those pictures in the Almost Wordless Wednesday-Cousins Edition) before it was dark enough for the real action. I have to say that the kids did a great job playing several hours together.  The tension only grew once … Continue reading →

Defending A Gift

I don’t believe that anyone is looking to hear my justification of why I bought my son an iPad; however, I feel the need to explain myself.  When someone asks what he got, I announce the gift and then go right into my “but we wanted our iPad back and it is a gift that he won’t … Continue reading →

Sour Grapes for a Newbie Blogger?

I don’t think that it’s sour grapes. I mean really…I didn’t expect to win or even be recognized for that matter! I was thrilled when the great ladies at Bon Bon Break nominated me for the VOTY.  They had selected my original piece about my son’s turbulent adoption.  I said that it was an honor just to be … Continue reading →

He’s Eight?!

“Now that you are eight years old…” I was talking to my son yesterday and he suddenly interrupted me.  “Did you just say out loud that I am 8?! ”  I smiled (and then sighed) and then started to say something unexpected. “Since you are one day away from 8, I guess I can’t call you 7 … Continue reading →