by Lisa-Jo | Jul 13, 2010 | Faith, Family, Inbetween, Kids, Motherhood, Raising Boys
I watched you–wild and fearless–in the water and saw the boy you are becoming. You laughed at the sprays, danced in the drops, gulped down a fire hydrant’s worth. I saw you at five. You have journeyed miles since four. I saw you at six, seven, eight...
by Lisa-Jo | Jul 5, 2010 | Family, Kids, Marriage, Raising Boys
The lovers in movies kiss in shades of intimate sunset. Wind and light and time stand still for them. Their moments are filled with space to breathe and exhale and savor. They hold hands. They look long and deep into the insides of each other’s eyes to interpret what...
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by Lisa-Jo | May 31, 2010 | Family, Kids, MOB, Motherhood, Raising Boys
Your kids need a bath and it’s not even 9 am yet. One minute they’re kissing up to you and the next minute they’re terrorizing you. You turn your back on your make up bag for a second and discover this. Underpants are regularly re-purposed as super...
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by Lisa-Jo | May 18, 2010 | Family, Kids, Motherhood, Raising Boys, Travel
We have these dreamy towels from Bed, Bath and Beyond. They’re the nicest ones we’ve ever owned. Big, fluffy bath sheets. I believe their official color is “linen.” We used them for exactly one year before they went into storage for the next nearly five. One year in...
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by Lisa-Jo | May 6, 2010 | Kids, Motherhood, Raising Boys
Come back tomorrow, won’t you? And share your answer to this Friday’s question, “Moms matter because…” Link a post or leave a comment; share from the perspective of a parent or a child – all welcome. Let’s build a virtual...
by Lisa-Jo | Apr 12, 2010 | Kids, Motherhood, Raising Boys
I am tired a lot of the time. Tiredness makes the edges of life seem fuzzy and throws off your focus. I usually consider tiredness a price worth paying if it means I can squeeze into already overcrowded days time alone. So I steal time away from my pillow and give it...
