500 Posts

First of all I'd like to thank WordPress for keeping track of the number of blogs I have written. I completely ignored my two year anniversary, but 500 posts makes me think  this forum is best for my mental journaling. That's a lot of meandering around multiple points. Thanks for being there through my child…

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Palpitations every evening make me wonder Why is it? Why am I? What shall I do? Breathe and weed, breath and weed. Barefoot in soil, step in the garden Catch a child mid air Laugh and stare, laugh and stare. She giggles at bugs then asks for a hug. I understand I live for this…

Happy Mother’s Day

This is to all the mothers, fathers, grandparents, siblings, relatives, foster parents, step parents, friends and mentors who have mothered those little people we love so. You don't have to give birth to them to do the job. Enjoy the day!

Happy New Year, Right Now!

HERE'S THE DEAL ALL WE NEED IS LOVE AND SUPPORT PAY IT FORWARD PLEASE SOMEONE WHO WOULD LEAST EXPECT IT YAWN TO RESET YOUR BRAIN NEW THINGS HELP WITH NEUROPLASTICITY EVERYBODY NEEDS TO BE PRAISED WORK WITH SOMEONE NEW YOU CAN PREVENT FOREST FIRES EAT GREEN VEGETABLES, THEY HAVE CALCIUM IN THEM A WISE WOMAN SAID,…

Baby Mimicry

I try not to be mean and I think Girlie understands that I'm trying to push her use of consonants. I had her ask using mimicry, after she finished breakfast this morning: "Mommie- mah-may and- an Daddy- dah-day I'm- Ahm done- Duhn eating- Eaten so- o could- cood you- yu let-leh me-MEEEEEEEE out-OWWWWWWWT of-uff the-thuh…

Girlie Turns 2 and the Common Core

With bittersweet intentions I invited a few folks over to celebrate Girlie's second birthday. She played like a bruiser with her cousin another female bruiser until they had to go home. We had cake. Now, I'm not an anti- cake mom, but I don't believe in giving frosting to a two year old. Call me…

Is a weed a flower?

The purple asters I picked from my old studio are wildflowers (weeds that get cut down) every year by the fanatic mowers that like acres of grass Not every field should look like a golf course. Without the weeds there would be no place for the bees to harvest unfertilized necter, is it an oxymoron…

This morning

My little girly birdy is whooping it up downstairs, really! Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop. Hmmm-hmmm-hmmm- hhhmm. "Mam," she said and signed to me yesterday. She did it one time as if to say, "Why make me repeat it you know who you are!" I laughed out loud at my priceless cherub.

The first steps of spring

My cub decided that today was the day. No more cruising, passing the hand to the bed to the dresser. She just walked across the room spun in a circle and plopped down on the floor As if to say, "No one saw that." My bear saw it, "She's walking!" He was awake to see…