I was home sick with my 6-year-old son today. It hasn't been that long since that has happened, so it was not a completely unusual event. However, he isn't much of a day sleeper so even sick, it's a rare occurrence that he'll sleep during any part of his "day off."When exhaustion caught up with him and he spent the better part of the afternoon passed out on my bed, I was surprised. That was rare. With my older daughter in school and my husband at work, I was suddenly transported back a few…Continue
Added by Ruth on April 27, 2017 at 5:13pm — No Comments
I have always had a strained relationship with my family. It is something that I had come to terms with a long time ago. However, when I had children, the focus on family, along with many other things, shifted greatly. I no longer had only my feelings to consider, reflect on and overcome. I had two other very fragile hearts and minds to think about.
I made a conscious effort to make the best of a tough situation. When we were around my parents, brother or sister, I put on a smile and…Continue
Added by Ruth on July 18, 2016 at 12:03am — No Comments
Last night my 6-year-old son went to bed with a lost tooth under his pillow. Next to the tooth was a note to the tooth fairy telling her how awesome she is and how he couldn't wait see what she left for him.
This morning my son woke up to the joy of finding money under his pillow. He ran up to me and his 10-year-old sister in his pajamas and bedhead to tell us the exciting news. I smiled a big smile. His sister, though clearly at the age where she is hugely skeptical about the tooth…Continue
Added by Ruth on June 23, 2016 at 12:12pm — No Comments
The other night my husband and I were watching an old movie on TV. Apparently we were talking or laughing too loudly (or at least not waiting long enough before our kids fell asleep) because about 10 minutes in my 5-year-old son came out into the hallway and loudly declared that we were "keeping him awake." We chuckled to ourselves, vowed to "keep the noise down" and sent him back to bed. He slept just fine after that and it got me thinking about the noises we hear as kids at night. Those…Continue
Added by Ruth on November 25, 2015 at 2:29pm — No Comments
When I lost my Dad four years ago, I felt sad and lost. I was always close with my Dad and not having him around anymore left me with an empty feeling, so many loose ends and a inner struggle to put closure on something that I did not feel was really, truly closed. Since then, I held onto my Mom as a reminder of my parents as a whole entity. She was my tether to an era that was now only in my mind and memories. She was the one piece I had to connect me to the puzzle of where I came from, how…Continue
Added by Ruth on October 19, 2015 at 5:45pm — No Comments
I remember my first kiss. Now, when I say first kiss, I don't mean the one when I was old enough to actually know what the heck was going on. I mean the first kiss I got when I was 6 years old. My first grade class was watching Bedknobs and Broomsticks in the multi-purpose room of our school. My best friend was sitting next to me as he always did during movie time. He leaned over at one point during the movie and just planted one right on me. I quickly turned to look at him as he pulled…Continue
Added by Ruth on September 18, 2015 at 8:13pm — No Comments
This has been a busy summer for my family. We have done more than our fair share of driving, flying, staying in different houses and hotels and generally moving around from place to place and schedule to schedule. As a result, there have been many opportunities for us to break down, meltdown and fall apart at the seams. We have had our moments here and there where the stress of travel, late nights, and general mayhem has gotten to us. It's something that comes with the territory of spending…Continue
Added by Ruth on August 12, 2015 at 12:21am — No Comments
A few nights ago I am pretty sure I had my first talk about boys with my almost 9 year old daughter. The discussion centered around a few girls in her class who were "in love" with one of the boys in her class and what was being done about this critical new development in third grade social organization.
One of the girls had apparently professed her love to the boy, getting nothing in return from him. Another girl convinced my daughter to walk…Continue
Added by Ruth on April 3, 2015 at 9:00am — No Comments
It occurred to me this morning that I probably shouldn't go on an African safari anytime soon. Chances are, if a lion actually came up from behind to attack me and solidify my place in his collection of unsuspecting prey, he would be completely successful. I have become so able to completely tune out the sound of roaring, as a direct result of my 4-year-old son's uncanny ability to mimic a lion (seriously, I know I'm biased here but it is a really freaking good impression) that I doubt I…Continue
Added by Ruth on March 17, 2015 at 11:24pm — No Comments
Our TV is broken. Specifically, the mechanism that motorizes the start up feature is defunct. In case the preceding sentence was not a clue, I have no actual idea what is wrong with the TV other than the fact that it takes about 15-20 tries for it to actually click on. While it runs through this tedious process, it fools you into believing it is coming on by making that "TV coming on" sound, but then inevitably pulls that proverbial carrot away by clicking and trying again. We are in the…Continue
Added by Ruth on November 6, 2014 at 7:30pm — No Comments
I was walking through an amusement park with my husband and kids the other week when we found ourselves in the middle of some sort of a festival. The sights and smells were inviting but what really struck me was a certain song that was playing over the loudspeakers. It was a man singing in Spanish with a guitar strumming in the background. The song meant nothing to me in my day to day life but it put me immediately in one of those "where have I heard that before" moments. And then, as…Continue
Added by Ruth on September 7, 2014 at 4:00pm — No Comments
I got out of the shower this morning and realized that there was nobody there.
No one had interrupted me. No one had called my name, needed me or generally wanted to disturb my peace.
I donned my robe and tiptoed out of the bathroom to survey my surroundings. My eight-year-old daughter was reading a book while my 4-year-old son was building train tracks. I could have stayed in the shower for another 20 minutes and nobody would have noticed. I could have languished in the steam,…Continue
Added by Ruth on August 30, 2014 at 5:22pm — No Comments
I sat out in my backyard tonight watching my 8-year old daughter and 4-year old son playing in the summer evening air. It was nice. I had the music on, a cup of coffee in my hand and my feet up. I took a rare moment of relative peace and quiet and just watched them. In particular, I was drawn to my daughter. This was no accident. She was drawing me in.
I was repeatedly asked to watch her as she attempted "death-defying" tricks on our backyard swing. Now although defying death is a…Continue
I remember my first trip to Disneyland. I was about 5 - old enough to remember the important highlights of the trip and young enough to be completely blown away by most of what I saw. The older I get, the more memories fade, but some things always stick in my mind and I believe they always will.
I remember my first trip on Space Mountain that ended in tears and a fear of roller coasters that took years to overcome. I remember posing with the cigar store Indian on Main Street. I…Continue
Added by Ruth on February 26, 2014 at 3:47pm — No Comments
I was having a conversation with my 7-year-old daughter the other day about college. Her topic choice.
The conversation centered around her wanting my assurance that she could attend a college close by so she could visit often and that after college, she could just come back and live with us. I looked at her questioning little face, put my arms around her small frame, gave her a hug and said "of course."
I smiled broadly to myself as I said these words. I knew as time went on…Continue
Added by Ruth on February 9, 2014 at 12:36pm — No Comments
I have always loved music. I grew up with it all around me and I carry that love down to my children.
I remember the first record I ever bought. (Yes, when I was a kid, we had vinyl!) It was Cyndi Lauper's "She's So Unusual." I remember the day I took my allowance to the record store (ah, remember those?) and happily took my new acquisition home. I put the record on, donned my giant 80's headphones with a wire long enough to allow me to dance around the room, and sang and sang…Continue
Added by Ruth on February 4, 2014 at 4:07pm — No Comments
Do you remember being young and angry?
I can recall a distinct period of my life where I was lost, bitter, dazed and confused. I didn't know where life would take me. I didn't know where I would be attending college, where I would work which friends would stay by my side, who I would marry, if I would ever have kids, find inner peace, be happy for long periods of time. I just didn't know. That sometimes pissed me off. And that anger would reveal itself in…
Added by Ruth on January 25, 2014 at 10:46am — No Comments
There are things you remember from childhood which become clear only as you age. Being a parent is often a stroll down memory lane as I find myself in situations that mirror those I experienced as a child. Back then, I had no clue. My parents knew that…I did not.
I remember my Dad would sometimes look at me with a smile, almost a smirk and kind of shake his head. I never really knew what he was thinking until now. He was thinking wow, she really does not realize that that seemingly…Continue
Added by Ruth on August 27, 2013 at 9:24am — No Comments
My 3-year-old son and 7-year-old daughter were playing "house" this morning. This is a fairly common occurrence among their friends, but it is rare for me to see them play this game with each other. As I listened from a comfortable distance, it dawned on me that not only were they playing house, but they were reenacting our house. It touched me deeply for a moment as I heard the words they were saying to each other. It touched me not because they were playing their Mom and Dad, but…Continue
Added by Ruth on June 27, 2013 at 12:03am — No Comments
I had my usual before bed talk with my daughter tonight. This has become ritual for us - sitting together on her bed, lights low, chatting about the day, the next day or whatever pops into her head. At just a couple of months shy of 7, the conversations are getting more interesting and the questions getting more intense. This makes my job more and more challenging.
Tonight, the subject was robbery. Why do people rob people? What happens if you get robbed? I sailed through this fairly…Continue