“The six year old is awake” you proclaim as you strut the robes of full fledged kid-dom. Six on you looks like full length movies and an 8 o’clock bedtime… and an imagination that fills the nighttime dark. Six still means holes in every pair of pants you own… paint […]
This is courtesy of my five year old. Some of this may not be accurate. I’ll let you guess which parts.
Five year old: (sighing deeper into his booster seat) I can’t wait ’til I’m a grown up, then I won’t have to do homework and I can eat popsicles any time I want. Me: Aw, honey. Being a kid is awesome. Trust me. I know homework feels weird right […]
My firstborn just graduated from preschool, and none of you people out there warned me about what that would do to my heart. Below is a video I did about it. I won’t be publishing all the videos I do in this space – this blog and my YouTube […]
Five on you looks like holes in the knees of every pair of pants you wear – hands on, knees on, down and dirty with life. It looks like a boy’s face, with a baby’s eyes – wonder, mischief, soaking it all in. Five looks tall and strong… and […]