Maybe it’s because it’s Spring. Maybe it’s something else, but I can’t stop making lists. I am listing what winter clothes and shoes the boys need for next year as I am packing that crap up. (I’m a thrift shopper, so you gotta know what you’re looking for) I am making lists of things they […]
Making Lists
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Why I Read to my Big Kids
I read to Ethan from the time he was a babe in arms. Good Night Moon & Pat the Bunny still make me nostalgic. Reading made me feel like I was really doing ‘something’ for my baby who I was told was at such a deficit. I did not know all the reasons it was […]
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What You Get For 20 Years
So we’ve never left the kids overnight – ever. Um, yeah. So now we have When your sister gives you her complimentary room at a lovely hotel and offers to take off work to watch your four boys for 24 hours for your 20th Anniversary – you don’t say no. Sisters don’t take ‘no’ for […]
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Blog Neglect
I feel bad when I neglect my blog. Poor, sad little internet entity It’s not even the good, solid benign neglect I provide to my children. Benign. Neglect. Really sometimes it is necessary. I have goals and ideals for most of my days – tasks I want to accomplish with the boys, interactions that I […]
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Brother Love
When Sean and Ethan engage in something together, it is super-adorable. A 14 year age span forgotten for a few magical moments. I love ‘brother-love’ of any type… But these two Make. My. Heart. Float. I don’t believe an accident of birth makes people sisters or brothers. It makes them siblings, gives them mutuality of […]
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Ethan’s Birthday Post
My most popular blog posts are always about Ethan. Maybe it’s because his gigantic personality is crammed into his 4’11 & 3/4″ frame. Maybe it’s because Ethan goes big or goes home – in all the best and worst possible ways. Maybe it is because his brain works so unbelievably different than the rest of […]
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Sean Was an Only Child
For 63 hours last week, Sean was an ‘only child’. Dennis, Gavin and Mikey were away at Boy Scout Camp and Ethan continued in his summer school program. From 7:30 to 3:45 it was only Sean and I and we took full advantage of that. We visited the local spraypark. Three times. We baked cookies […]
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Outnumbered and Overwhelmed
Yep. If you’re not into hearing me complain go here or here or here or here. I like these blogs and maybe you’ll like them too. Otherwise I want to tell you that I am clearly in need of a new skill set to mother to these children. I really need to up My Game. […]
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Sunday Scenes – Challenge Update
These were some scenes from my Sunday. Just sights I encountered during my day. I like them and hope you do too. TOn another note, my “Days Without Yelling” count should have been pushed back to ‘0’ after my vacation. I yelled. But you know what, it was not for waste. I am learning many […]
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Sunday Scenes – And Stream of Conciousness
These are scenes I saw on Sunday. What I’ll see on Monday is another whole other topic. I’ve been wanting to do a post about what a ‘typical’ day looks like here at my house, but I don’t think there is such a thing. I am going to pick a date and just do it. […]
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Playground Rebels
When I arrived at the park with Gavin and Mikey and their friend, it was brimming with children who were giving wide berth to the beloved, metal merry-go-round that was decorated with a plethora of yellow ‘Caution’ tape and a sign. I watched carefully as the boys approached it. “Why is there tape on it?” […]
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What’s Up?
‘Let me ‘splain. No, there is too much. Let me sum up.’ ~ Inigo Montoya, Princess Bride So, what’s up? ~ Hockey Season is over at Greenbrook Hockey Club. That frees up weekend time to find some weekend fun in the coming weeks. Museums, NYC and state park events are just calling us. I can […]
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The Tooth
It’s just a tooth. A teeny, tiny pearly white tooth. But I know what it means. This isn’t the first time I’ve done this. First of all, it signals that this little boy is more in the golden years of childhood than he is in the ethereal, baby-like years of 0 through 5. Even his […]
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The Cake
I documented the making of this fabulous cake straight from the pages of Cake Ladies – Celebrating a Southern Tradition. My desire is to bake through the whole book. Because I get like that. When Mikey requested a labor-intensive cake that would require that I practice my caramel-making skills (do I have caramel-making skills?) I […]
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I do feel seriously bad when I leave my little blog out here all alone. I get busy and I don’t know what to say, so I avoid it. But I always come back. While doing a little birthday cleaning yesterday, Sean asked me how old I was. He begged and begged so I told […]
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To The Mom Who Left Her Newborn with Down Syndrome
Dear Ruzan, I’ve read the stories about you and I wonder what it is like to be a headline. I’ve read the comments after the stories and they are very harsh. I know nothing about you. Neither do the people who are writing the stories or making the comments. I don’t know what the state […]
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Something New
We knew that change was on the horizon. So, there were inquiries and phone calls, conversations, debates and paperwork. Next, there was a tour and a talk, a physical and a shot, and piles of more paperwork. Finally, there were meetings and signatures and a paper grid of boxes with words like ‘Phys. Ed’ and […]
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The heading of my blog says ‘I Blog 4 Boys’, right? Lately I feel like ‘I Cook 4 Boys’ and ‘I Chauffeur 4 Boys’ – but certainly not blog. I know a Sunday has come and gone without posting ‘Sunday Scenes’ because I slack like that and several others ways I could admit too. The […]
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What I Want
I want breakfast. I want more coffee. I want to be my cat. I want to be a ‘good’ mother. I want a change of scenery. I want to not have nightmares that I had to say goodbye – forever – to all my loved ones. I want my energy back from this current illness. […]
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Clean. Cull. Swipe. Wipe. Scrub. Dust. Sweep. Buff. Polish. Shine. Purge. Disinfect. Arrange. Shine. Tidy. Mop. Scour. Stack. Pile. Collect. Organize. Brush. Cleanse. Sanitize. Fold. Fluff. Wash. Rinse. Repeat. Yeah, that.
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