I believe in self-expression through clothing, accessories, hair, etc. I believe that children should be allowed the same privilege as their parental counterparts, within major reason. As adults, we need to guide our children. They need to know what the difference is between expression and ridiculousness. I see the way other kids dress, have their [...]
Posts Tagged ‘children’
G-D And Zombies
May 6th, 2010
admin The spring morning is crisp with blue skies and cotton-candy fall-like clouds. The early day sun, almost a tad too bright for my cheap sunglasses and hyper-thyroid sensitive eyes causing me to squint, thus putting me at risk for crows feet. We are driving, my youngest son and I, towards his school. Our Silky Terrier, [...]
Life, Death And Children
April 21st, 2010
admin So often I find myself seething in anger and frustration. My kids drive me insane so much of the time. I am easily exasperated and annoyed. I pray to win the lottery so that I can get a bigger house with a separate wing that houses the menagerie of children that live with me and [...]
Some Stuff About My Son
March 11th, 2010
admin I should know by now, especially with my horrific memory AND even more horrific writers block, that when I get an idea for a post, I should IMMEDIATELY write it down. Because inevitably, poof, it’s lost. Probably forever. I’m pretty darn sure that I had two things to write about. This was going to be [...]
My Son, His Dad And Nightmares Released
February 18th, 2010
admin My oldest son always loved his Dad. From the time he was a tiny little guy, his internal digital clock would alert him of the impending arrival home from work and he would wait with his sticky hands pressed on the glass front doors like an excited puppy. I imagine that if he had a [...]
A Proud Mommy Moment
December 8th, 2009
admin My children. They are spoiled. This is something I’m keenly aware of. It’s also something that, no matter how hard I try, I haven’t been able to exactly remedy. I can’t help it. I love them. Yet, I serve them a great injustice by catering to them and answering to as many of their whims [...]
Watch What You’re Calling Baggage
November 13th, 2009
admin I spritzed my neck and wrists with the sweet smelling perfume, Paris. My favorite. I hurriedly applied my lipstick. Planted Mommy kisses on the back of my childrens hands. Told my ex-husband, who was my free babysitter that night that I wouldn’t be out too late. And I flew out of the door. I was [...]



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