Tag Archives: Tantrums

Wild One

Wild One

Even your eyes are wilder. Dark green at the edges, golden green near the inner core. Yours are larger than your sister or brother’s blues. More excitable, more curious. You and yours are more eager. Your eyes don’t speak worry. All your eyes concern themselves with is finding the source to achieve your daily chocolate… Read more

Breaking up is hard to do

Breaking up is hard to do

You’ve always had a place here. Sitting in the corner of our living room, our eyes rested on you morning, noon and night. Here, you’ve sung sweet songs and provided hundreds of hours of entertainment. Here, you’ve marked your place in our home where our children grow, learn and live. Here, while I washed dishes… Read more

Fuckin’ sparkles

Fuckin’ sparkles

I think I’ve finally figured out why my kid insists on crafting with sparkles so much- the two of them are meant to be together. The same words of warning can be used when approaching a tube of glitter as with approaching said volatile four year old: proceed with caution. Glitter finds a way of… Read more

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