Friday, May 13, 2016


Sitting on the curb with an old man sitting next to me
He said, son will you play me a memory? I don't know how it goes again.
Down by the watermelon patch, I saw another just like the other.
He said, will you play me anything from your childhood?
I met someone just like you.


Thursday, May 12, 2016

Baseball Games

Mama, can I get a snow cone at the concussion stand?

Wednesday, May 11, 2016


Mama, I'm drawing the state of Arkansas. I know I should color it red, right?

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Well hello there...

Why yes we are still here with these silly boys and crazy happenings.
I'm so very sad I've let so much time pass and haven't jotted down even the tiniest of stories for record keeping purposes.
I've many furtive notes in my phone to try to remember instances such as ...the time Eli got his bright yellow polo so filthy playing outside we all played I Spy and found Africa, a spoon and a tiny potion bottle in the stains.
Or the time Eli sneezed and I told him how adorable it was so he asked "Mama, you like my sneezes but do you also like my blowsez?"
Or the whole saga of Jackson trying to convince me he might have full-on asthma. Yes, he has a preventive inhaler but is mostly just a respiratory-prone kid. However, he likes to up the stakes and told me that we was having trouble breathing. I said if that was the case then we should cancel his soccer game. He said "well if I start to have an attack I will give you a signal to take me out of the game."
A signal?
"Yes, I will look at you and drop to my knees."
So to help with his asthma I've enrolled him in a drama camp this summer.

Another of my faves was when the school provided each kid with a fancy dictionary. Jackson immediately came home that afternoon and complained because "all the kids started looking up the word SEX to see if it was in there."
"And you know what, mama? It was!"
"And what was the definition?"
"Someone's gender. But they were all talking about it. I was trying to play tag and they were all seeeeex!"

Monday, June 29, 2015


The boys say the best graces before dinner. 
Yes, the boys.
We have multiple graces at our mealtimes.
Everyone wants a turn.
Sometimes they are sing song, sometimes they are short and silly and sometimes they will melt your heart.
The other day, Jackson was mid-grace and thankful for food and family and force fields.
Yes, he ended his grace by asking if God could put a force field around our loved ones.
I'm hope God is a Star Wars fan.

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Good Night

I had just turned out the light and put Eli in his bed. I tucked his quilt and loveys and stuffed animals all around him when he looked up and sighed:
"This is just the place I want to be."
Their happiness is my happiness.

Tuesday, June 23, 2015


Jackson's favorite part about getting a hair cut is the faux-hawk the stylist gives him afterward. 
"Mama, I love that lazy head that sleepy head what is it?"
"Bed head?"

My boy, he loves him some good hair product, what can I say….