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Category: Quartet

Gas Mask Optional

This is what happens when mom leaves the oldest in charge for two hours in order to attend a meeting and returns home at dinnertime. My daughter was hungry so […]

Lung Cancer? Part Two

Part I My son got in the car after school to tell me he met the father of his interest. I asked him how that happened. After school her Dad […]

Attic Vent

There was an attic and an imaginary garden (thank you VC Andrews) and this Mom had a daydream that she could send her children there to live, for just a […]

La Madre

It was a de-droning day which meant I suspended Wifi. Forced to find alternative distractions, my oldest son, who loves to draw, decided he wanted to sketch a portrait of […]

False Reflections

Lost her front tooth today She cried at the sight I told her all was okay She said she was a fright Ugly thoughts emerge As she fixates on mirrors […]

The World

My daughter asked me to publish this short story that she split into writing over three evenings before bed.  For this reason you will notice apparent breaks in flow. She […]

Midnight Famine

My children voice concern when the refrigerator begins to look empty and I tell them all is well. In an effort to help them understand how blessed they are, and […]

Lovely C25N3H30Cl

No more tears pacified by breast No more shoulders used for rest No more gazing for hours on end No more sleeplessness to transcend Now steady tears alone conquer the […]

A Spiritual Transaction

Some will say our adversity comes to strengthen and prepare us.  I think it’s true much of the time but not always. All of my children have needed to visit […]

September Sleepover Theme: Paint

Another successful sleepover! This month’s theme: Paint & Sugar Step 1: Ambiance! I have a Geometry Dash soundtrack that I play on repeat that puts them in a trance.  Some […]


Son, “Mom, have you ever worked in the sewer?” Me, “What are you talking about?” Daughter, “Do you ever go in there looking for poop?” Me, “What’s wrong with you […]

PSI Champions

“Pressure creates diamonds – and saves tires” Low tire pressure light equates to Mom pulling into gas station for air, having all children get out of car and having each […]

Forts and Sleepovers

Why I agreed to allow sleepovers is beyond me.  I had a moment of weakness and said yes to one without thinking it through completely. “That’s right dummy, now you […]

Sweetest Gift

The glaring sweetness of a mother's love feeding into the sweetness and love of her children...

Let’s Sing y Baile Folklórico

I wonder what I am growing sometimes. Today I worked to teach my daughter Cielito Lindo. Why? Cause singing to the song while performing amateur (well, less than amateur) folklórico […]

Gym Time

Mom is leading the pack in strength, emotionally anyways.  Before we left the house I glanced in the mirror – I had taken a long hiatus and was finally ready […]

Sleeping Masterpieces

We ran the day, the day ran us Weary retreat, she makes a fuss Leaning in on final requests Capturing them in moments rest Snapshot memory, seeds in cloak Melodies […]

The Boss Baby Review

Favorite line: “Tim: Even though I never went to business school, I did go to Kindergarten, and [I learned to share] and if there isn’t enough love for both of […]

Palatal Expansion

Apparently my ancestors were human trophy collectors so I bore a child that inherited two hundred teeth by the age of twelve. I had him lay on his back and tilt […]

Shared Toothbrushes

When I was pregnant with my first child I started taking polls with my female coworkers who were also mothers.  For whatever reason I was uber concerned about cleanliness. With […]

Funny Sunday Moments

Daughter walked in while I was working and singing.  She says, “Mom, I heard you from the other room and your voice sounds kind of glitchy. I don’t really like […]

Friday Kid Musings

An excerpt from my five year old (now eight year-old) daughters diary. She asked me to publish it. It excludes edits.  I love that she titled it after her crush. […]

Quartet Thanks of the Day

Some days I need to dig deep to find thankfulness but today it’s all up in my face. Son #1: Cleaned up his room without backtalk and a fight. Score! […]

Painting Time

Several years ago my daughter had a brief stay in the hospital.  We weren’t allowed to leave the room so staff graciously brought barbie dolls, paints and other toys for […]

An Open Letter To Kegels

I believe in fate and that there are no coincidences in life yet still wish we had met sooner. I remember that day like it was yesterday. I was being […]

Hidden Emotions

Recently, my oldest son and I were having an argument over my right to privacy.  I was explaining to him that what I do and where I go is no […]

Suffocation of Thought

In her youth, my mom was the lead singer in a soul music band, Power Express.  She was a free-spirited youth yet somewhere in her adult motherhood she decided to […]

Wal-Mart, Target and Ducks

I seem to work best under pressure. I have four children in four different grades in three different schools with four different school supply lists. School starts next week and […]

Belly Button-less?

Was taking a shower and had forgotten to lock the bathroom door.  I’m so ridiculously used to kids calling me while I’m in the can that I have defaulted to […]

Euphegenia Doubtfire, Dear

It was to be my reprieve time.  Time without my quartet.  This probably meant hours off, maybe four. I’ve been around one or all of them and their friends nearly […]

Mama no comprende

It is in these moments that you start off smiling, laughing and feeling joy completely overtake your heart. Until the 100th hour. Then you rummage for the calendar, scanning furiously […]

on love and smelting

“Anger is just anger. It isn't good. It isn't bad. It just is. What you do with it is what matters. It's like anything else. You can use it to build or to destroy. You just have to make the choice." Constructive anger," the demon said, her voice dripping sarcasm. Also known as passion," I said quietly. "Passion has overthrown tyrants and freed prisoners and slaves. Passion has brought justice where there was savagery. Passion has created freedom where there was nothing but fear. Passion has helped souls rise from the ashes of their horrible lives and build something better, stronger, more beautiful.” ― Jim Butcher

on the ten count

“Don't you find it odd," she continued, "that when you're a kid, everyone, all the world, encourages you to follow your dreams. But when you're older, somehow they act offended if you even try.” ― Ethan Hawke

on rex and linda

"When you stop learning, stop listening, stop looking and asking questions, always new questions, then it is time to die." ~ Lillian Smith