Anna’s ensemble today consisted of blue pants, a “Little Sport” bib and a “Daddy’s Little Helper” Bob the Builder T-shirt. None of this sissy stuff for my girls! Now, if we could only get her brother to stop playing with her dollhouse…
Ages
First swim lesson
I am determined that no child of mine will be the only kid in the shallow end during middle school swim class at the neighboring YMCA, lonely, shivering and clinging to a kickboard, while his peers are performing armstand back double somersault pikes off the diving board. I imagine this experience would be mortifying. Possibly even life scarring.
Little boy, grant me but two wishes…
…that you will never outgrow your kids’ size nine sneakers, and that you will always hold onto my shoulders and step into your superhero underpants one leg at a time.
What I missed most about having a baby around
…the way they cram all ten toes into their mouths, cry so hard I can see their tonsils and smile so ecstatically that they nearly wiggle right out of their chairs.