Morning teen 6:30-8:30am

"Stop touching me! Don't touch my hair! I'm not getting up, you took my blanket! Stop spraying me! I still have time! If you leave the room, I'll get up. I'm not getting up until you turn the light off. You can't make me take it. Come on Mommy! We have to leave. I'm going…

Entering

This morning I entered into Blogland Bleary, blurry eyed, but full of words My dreams bleed into the morning winds The moist air of Ohio tells me of another humid day to come wishing for a working air conditioner in this house when I know I should just do laundry in the chill of the…

Potty Time

  (*In response to Ms. Toy Whisperer's post, "Unleashed") With the boys daycare did the dirty deed like toy soldiers they followed the potty line I'm at a loss she's potty trained at school NOT at home We must be bonding over pee and poop At home She is the baby. She calls herself, "Baby"…

Water

"Watah!" says Girlie from the back seat. "I get wet." Everyday, every fountain, sprinkler, lake, pond, stream or puddle we pass she declares with the sweetness of a three year old. Not a request, just a statement of fact.

Garden

So, instead of dipping the flower stems in wax and setting it alight, I thought it would be a good idea to dry the flowers and shake it liberally over the whole shallow garden.  The Silent Sentinel calls it the genitalia plant.I actually did plant lettuce, kale and arugula, it's just very small and overshadowed…

This toddler phenomenon

She was easy Now shrieking at the top of her lungs She used to like going to bed with Woof-woof. "BANG-BANG" using the plastic xylophone as a battering ram I would say, "Goodnight Girlie," and she would say, "Good night ma-ih." "THUMP JINGLE, THUMP JINGLE" using the plastic clown rattle to emphasize the syllables, "Let…

Journal Entry: Connections

One here One there An affinity for her prose enjoying his sentences whimsy in her tone mischief in his humor the sensual sound of reason While my life allows none. (My friends are bloggers who know a small safe part of me) Sometimes, I think I've connected then I feel the distance the darkness crowds…

She died

I had a friend almost exactly ten years my senior the sister I never had a running buddy to laugh with travel with while cleaning detritus. Hours of laughing the Aman and Stacey show provided comedy and food at a sculptors conference. We eat, gather and hammer each year The last time we were there…

He surfaced

He surfaced in the wee hours of the next morning An anniversary of his first full mental collapse (Not counting the partial ones) Surprisingly, My children are just as unpredictable mood wise as I seem to be (unstable yet) functionally, disabled most of my days moving pots, mixing soil and planting seeds

Waiting for the other shoe

My eldest surly reverie has posted a cry for help a goodbye on instagram Why can't I find my boy? He's replying in letters not sentences like he's drunk on misery Depression, ADHD, anxiety, bipolar mood swings unchecked by a stabilizer because it makes his mornings groggy Better sluggish than struggling to stay alive, of…