A Trip Home

This past weekend, our family took a trip back to our hometown of Gulf Breeze, Florida.  One of my oldest and dearest friends, Sarah, is expecting her second little girl in a few weeks, and I was so happy to be able to celebrate her this weekend. We spent the rest of our weekend spending time with Chris’s family. We hung out at his grandparent’s house, playing with a new remote control airplane out in the yard (which, incidentally, Bean and Chris have now accidentally crashed into our pool and…

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Remix: A Laugh A Day

Last night, I was browsing through old blog posts from way back when Bean was born because he has been a total turd this week and I wanted to be reminded of a time when he was soft and squishy and didn’t know the phrase, “I already know that, MOM.”  Five-year-olds are such know-it-alls. Anyway, I came across this post about my friend, Emily, and I almost wet my pants.  I laughed so hard I gave myself a headache.  I can still remember this phone call like it was yesterday.…

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The Man I Didn’t Marry

When we were in high school, I loved him because he didn’t care what anyone thought.  He didn’t care what he should or shouldn’t do.  And I loved him for that freedom because when I was with him, I felt free, too. In college, he began to love me as an adult.  Not a perfect adult (are there any perfect adults?), but in that “I will love you for the rest of my life” way.  And I loved him for that promise of what was to come. In the earliest…

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The Christmas Spirit

When the afternoon bell rang last Friday at school, I was out of work for an entire, heavenly week! WOOOOO HOOOOOO!!!! Chris headed to New York for a bachelor party this pas weekend, so I loaded the kids and Big Molly up and we headed to my mom’s for a weekend-long visit. When I found myself sitting in her sunroom on Saturday morning, drinking my morning coffee (which is really my morning Diet Coke because I don’t drink coffee…), I knew I had made the right choice. We spent the…

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A New Kind of Mother’s Day

My first Mother’s Day was super special to me. I hadn’t even had Bean yet. After an insane day of nesting and spontaneously needing to clean things that I had never felt the need to clean before in my entire life… …I promptly fell asleep on the couch where I snored and drooled for hours, the way only an eight months pregnant woman can. When I woke up, I discovered that Chris had gone out and bought me flowers. His card said, “I love you because you are already such…

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Vermin Hunting

We have a small animal living in our attic.  He’s been there off and on for the past month or so.  We aren’t sure what it is, exactly.  Every time we hear him and try to climb up in the attic to see him, he runs out through a small hole in our siding that no one seems to be able to find except him. Oddly, I am not scared of whatever it is.  I’m sure it’s a squirrel.  Or maybe a chipmunk. Speaking of chipmunks, remember that time there…

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#MCreads

I was sitting in a meeting this afternoon next to a new young teacher.  He can’t be more than 22 or 23 years old.  I was waiting for the meeting to begin, and while I waited I sat with my nose in a book, as usual.  He politely asked what I was reading, and when I told him a little bit about it, he kind of snorted and went back to sorting through emails.  “I don’t have time to read,” he said smugly.  “There’s too many important things to be…

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The Memory of a Drain Strainer

Tonight, I was doing the dishes after the kids were in bed.  They were sleeping, Chris was working late, and the house was quiet.  As it often does in times like these, my mind drifted to thoughts of my dad while I mindlessly scrubbed pots and pans. I remembered the first time he and my mom visited Chris and I after we moved to Connecticut.  We were newlyweds at the time, and were so excited to show them our apartment and the new life we were building. I remember it…

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History Sometimes Repeats Itself

Friday afternoon, my mom came down to pick up the kids and take them to her house for the weekend.  Chris and I were overworked, overstressed, and in need of some down time with absolutely zero responsibility – including our children.  Nana to the rescue! As they were packing up to leave, we were all standing out in my front yard while Chris strapped their car seats into Nana’s van.  Mom and I were talking, Gracie was crawling around inside the van with Chris, and Bean was playing with a…

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One Year

In one year, we have welcomed sweet Baby Tillman to our family. We’ve played soccer. We’ve made cornbread stuffing for Thanksgiving. We decorated our family Christmas tree. We each turned a year older. Over and over again, we gave our hearts (and then Baby Tut Tut…) to the Lord. We searched for joy. Sometimes we found it. And sometimes we didn’t. We celebrated new beginnings with family. We went pee pee in the potty! We learned to depend on each other. And we honored our family in new, special ways.…

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