This picture was taken by Tammy McGarity, a professional photographer. She is a Mom to two kids who attend Joe and Charlie’s school. During the Fall Festival, she brought her ‘mac daddy’ camera with her and took some pictures for fun. (I had serious lens-envy.)
This morning is a drag for me. The behavior of my oldest has not been pleasant these past several days, and his behavior last night left me shell-shocked. I’m still unsure how to deal with his actions. Perhaps I’ll be enlightened by the time I pick him up from school.
Through my camera lens, life is full of smiles, silly poses, sunrises, sunsets, and the beauty that surrounds me. Sometimes, behind the lens, there is chaos.
School is out for the summer. While the kids can be heard singing Alice Cooper’s “School’s Out” for the next couple of months, parents break into a rendition of Andy Williams’ “It’s the most wonderful time of the year”, when school starts again in the fall.
I like Alice Cooper and Andy Williams, but I channel a different singer and song. In fact, I channel this singer and song throughout the year, regardless of school or school breaks.Continue reading
Many years ago, or maybe just two, I wrote a *cough* fictitious *cough* post about the conversations Dads have with other Dads compared to conversations Moms have with other Moms, while kids are present.
This afternoon, during a telephone conversation with my neighbor, I had to snap at my kids for interrupting me, and my neighbor had to snap at her kids for interrupting her.
Our interrupted phone conversation reminded me of the post I wrote a couple of years ago. Trust me when I say, the post is timeless. Continue reading
This week is Teacher Appreciation Week at my kids’ school. On Monday, we were to bring in a flower for Charlie’s teachers, and on Tuesday, we were to bring in a flower for Joe’s teachers. So I thought.
I picked up some lovely pink roses and baby’s breath, planning to pull one or two out of the bunch for the teachers. I shared the news with Joe who said, “It’s not Teacher Appreciate Week for us. Ours isn’t until the 26th.” I laughed and shook my head with confidence. “Oh Joe,” I thought. “This is why I am the Mom and the keeper of the calendar.”
While Joe was playing outside, I checked the school calendar. D’oh! The kid was right! Dang. That means I have to enjoy a dozen pink roses with baby’s breath all week. Life is tough. Continue reading
I will try to write more works of fiction with the coming new year. I may also try to run a mile a day every day. Frankly, I think running a mile a day every day would be easier than writing works of fiction.Continue reading