In the morning, the sun steps quietly into the room. I hear Scott in the shower, Avalon singing "The AKCs" and then I feel the baby kicking. It's all still here. It's all so heavy and right. My mind mulls over writing about Avalon's favorite foods … [Read more]
We're melting right into summer over here, just as I intended to, minus canned margaritas in the beach cooler and surfing Trestles until dark. We've walked on hot asphalt to the beach and peered through gates at neighborhood Memorial Day parties. … [Read more]
My mom's told me a half dozen times that if you're doing your job as a parent, you will work yourself right out of one. This has been as heartbreaking as it sounds. Of course, I always come here to write when I'm about to cry about something. I could … [Read more]
Avalon, I'm scheduling your two year checkup now, a tad later than I normally would because this is where my mind is now: on you and your new swim class and approaching school year, on our family and all the moving parts, on my lower back and how … [Read more]
A few weeks ago we stayed at my parents' house. They weren't home so we took full advantage, sleeping in their bed, borrowing the cars and swimming in the pool. Usually towards the end of a trip away from home I start looking forward to going back, … [Read more]
p.s. yesterday you got almost you-were-going-to-cry-mad because I cleaned the lint trap without you. … [Read more]
