My grandmother died somewhere around 14 years ago. I realized that this evening while I was reading something regarding the Lilo and Stitch movie. Why do these two things connect for me? When I was 8, I think, my grandparents moved to Honolulu. And I was blessed with being able to visit them a number… Continue reading Dear Grandma
He can quote any movie in the most perfect way for any given circumstance. He smells incredible, and it’s not cologne, it’s just him. So when he sweats, it’s just more of him, so it’s just more incredible. His smile makes his blue eyes look darker and they actually, honestly, twinkle. That same twinkle that… Continue reading Reasons I love my husband
Every parent with a kid in school has this moment. When you open the kid’s homework folder or your email and you see a note/message from your child’s teacher titled “Language.” It happened this last week… when I opened my email and there it was, a letter from Sophia Tempee’s teacher titled “Language.” My first… Continue reading The Teacher’s Email, aka: My !*#%&ing Language Problem.
When thinking about having a third child, we tried to figure out what it would mean to our family and what it would take to have one. Ultimately we decided not to have that third child, for reasons explained below. But thankfully, God and Vivianne totally negated that one reason we decided to not… Continue reading That Third Child
You know most kids are going to get hurt in life. Despite how badly I want to wrap them in bubble wrap and duct tape, I can’t do that to my children. Those acts tend to be frowned upon by the state authorities, as does hiding them in a closet or taping pillows to them… Continue reading The dangers of crayons and refrigerators.
Being sick at home sucks. Just sayin’. I get bored easy and I don’t want to watch TV cause daytime TV is horrible and Netflix doesn’t have anything I’m interested in watching, and while I do LOVE sleeping, when you’re sick and you feel all gross, sleeping is kinda gross cause you wake up all… Continue reading Monday Sophie-isms early afternoon.
I’m gonna go ahead and copyright some of this stuff… some of it’s going in the book. Yeah… Monday came and went with a spectacular whooshing sound, and no fun filled Sophie-isms were supplied. I am a negligent and bad blogger. Don’t pout. There are worse things. Like dried up dry-erase markers. That is worse. … Continue reading Monday Tradition VERY Late… cause apparently I suck.
I am 13 years into a marriage with a great guy. We met in August of 2000. I was 20, he was 22, and we were both so stupid and so young. He says he thought I was mysterious. I thought he was goofy and funny. I lured him to sneak into the swimming pool… Continue reading Wuv, TWUE wuv leads to Mawage. How we stay mawwied.
I’m Southern (with a capital “S”). I was born in Baton Rouge, Louisiana and grew up in Greensboro, NC. My Momma’s family has been in Mississippi since the 1830s, from what I’ve been able to trace, and my Daddy’s family was in the North Georgia Appalachian mountains since the 1740s, so far as I’ve been… Continue reading I talk pretty (and other musings from someone with an accent).
So Mondays suck. As a rule. So I have decided to institute a new Monday tradition. On my FB, I often post little “Sophieisms” or “Archerisms” or “Viviisms,” and even some interactions between Dan and myself. Some of these things are just going to be reminders for me of what is in our past. I… Continue reading New Monday Tradition (Sorry not sorry)