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“momma whats for tomorrow…” — February 5, 2016

“momma whats for tomorrow…”

This is the first thing out of Leos mouth every morning. If he wakes up at 5 or 7 the first thing he always asks is “Momma whats for tomorrow?” Tomorrow, this time is his birthday, he turns 5 and gets to have friends and family have ice cream with him at our favorite ice cream “store”

This morning he flew, like faster than the speed of light flew out of his bedroom, naked and needing to go pee with a GIANT smile on his face:


“well bud, it’s your”

“ITS MY BURTHDAY!!!!! why I gonna be 5 mommma, my burfday at the icecreamstore? wif my fwiends? and da minions? momma? TOOOO MORROOOWWWWWW??????? THATS CRAZY!”

Totally dude, it’s totally crazy. These past 5 years have seemed to move so dang fast with a learning curve the size of sun. My excitement today comes from his realization of time, and dates and the progression of both. Last year we talked for a week about his birthday. He had tutors that made his birthday week so special and then we capped it off with a party and Spiderman.

This year I told him about his birthday party about a month ago. He’s been asking the date, looking at our giant fridge calendar and counting to the square very boldly labeled “LEO IS 5”. About a month ago I got him to tell me why he needs to know what tomorrow is and what it is going to bring. He told me he gets scared if he doesn’t know. Usually we have a 10-20 minute long conversation every morning about what tomorrow is, what today is, what we are doing today and tomorrow. I’ve thought about bringing back his visual schedule, but I love how this instigates a conversation and he has to stop and think. If we’ve already talked about it 2 times I tell him I am all done but he can tell me what we are up to today and tomorrow, and he usually recalls it all pretty spot on.

So today, on the eve of his BURFDAY I’m sure the entire world will be told tomorrow is his day, that he is going to be 5 and that he is so excited. And he should be, because he is pretty amazing.



On the last day of my 32nd year — October 9, 2015

On the last day of my 32nd year

1080975663-8dc8b9846f6ff4a5fe054c4cd8ea22bcI’ve been thinking, even more than normal. (Lord help the people I see daily. Sometimes I feel like I need to shoot out thank you cards to everyone I just spill words to! )

We spend so much time trying to identify with a group of people. It starts when we are like 10, are you a cool kid, a nerd, a jock. I spent most of those years in the library. I loved homework, I liked the quiet. I love books. I’ve always marched to my own drummer. Never really felt comfortable until I started playing water polo. Those guys and gals were awesome and helped build my confidence.

Then comes young adulthood, still marching to a 6/4 when the rest of the world is on a 4/4 beat. I found a car club that was awesome. I felt more comfortable with them then I did anywhere else. That fizzled out, met theater people, still the odd duck. Became a wife to someone 18 years my senior- same drummer. Now a mommy and still not finding a place that I fit with other mommies.

But now I know what I AM, what I believe to be true and that my 6/4 beat is a perfect fit for me.

I am:


A Pacifist

An athlete

A follower of Jesus

A true friend

An advocate




I believe:

That despite the ugly in the world people are good.

Leading with love will pave the way for hatred to move along

in working hard

that there is beauty in every situation

in my marriage vows

in my family

in myself

I am not mainstream. I am not the norm. I don’t try to be. I am just me. Walking and learning simultaneously. I am so very fortunate to have a wonderful husband to walk with and amazing kids to teach me while we walk. I am going to continue to advocate for my family and neighborhood and I pray that this will guide me into a role to help advocate for other families that need guidance to help for their kids.
This past year has been so good and the next is going to be even better!