Another School Year

Oh, friends!  So much has happened while I have been away!  First of all, THIS happened this morning. (Ignore the years being wrong. I saved the file on my computer last year and didn’t pay attention this morning!) Wasn’t this picture just taken yesterday? And now, Gracie is in kindergarten?!?! IT’S ALL HAPPENING TOO FAST! We dropped Gracie off this morning and she was a champ. It was like she was a professional kindergartener. She walked right in, hung up her backpack, gave Chris and I kisses, and then sat…

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Gracie’s New Hardware

It has been a long, emotional 24 hours in my city.  As the victim’s names are released, we find connections to them in all different places.  Former students of coworkers, friends of friends, church members, sons, and daughters.  It is just heartbreaking to watch this happen to our community.  Thank you for letting me use my so very nonpolitical corner of the blogosphere to share some of my frustrations, anger, and hurt.  I know that this issue is very divisive and I normally avoid topics like this like the plague,…

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Report Card Predictions

Bean got his report card last week. All A’s, of course. Even in math. He gets it from his daddy. His favorite subject is math. And his favorite part about math is counting money. He’s a BEAN COUNTER!!!!!!!!!!! Oh, man. I should stretch before I pun. In the comments section of Bean’s report card, his teacher had written a little note: “Michael continues to be a positive role model for all students at our school.” All students, huh? Not to shabby, Beanie Man. Chris and I were reading over the comment…

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Field Day

Last week, Bean had field day at his school. I remember field day vividly from my own childhood. At my elementary school, each classroom was assigned a country. For some reason, I remember being India one year very clearly. In the weeks leading up to field day, your class learned all about your country. I can still spot the Indian flag from a mile away, thanks to Mrs. Sylvester. We also had Indian food for lunch one day, and then learned all about the country throughout the rest of the…

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Bad Religion

The other day, I was getting on to Bean for something.  I can’t remember what exactly right now, but it was probably for annoying Gracie. So, I say to him, “You’ve got one more chance to act right and then I’m taking your Legos away for the afternoon, Michael.” Without missing a beat, he replies in this snide little voice we have taken to calling ‘kinder-talk’ around our house, “God gives us as many chances as we need.  Why can’t you be more like God?” My eyes grew as wide…

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Baseball Opening Ceremonies, 2015

Chris ordered a camera battery charger for me last week and saved my pictures. And my blog.  So, now we are back to regularly scheduled programming. Last weekend, we had Bean’s first tee ball game and Opening Ceremonies for the league.  This is his first year playing tee ball, so we were new to all of it.  And, man, it did NOT disappoint! Bean is LOVING baseball. He loves all parts – throwing, catching, batting. He likes practice and he really loved his first game. He has a great coach, and…

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Raising a Kindergartener

People ask often which age of raising kids has been my favorite so far.  That’s such a tough question because each age has it’s ups and downs.  Some years, yes, there are more downs than ups (anyone remember Gracie’s terrible twos????), but for the most part, there is always the good with the bad. Five years old, though.  Man, it’s rough.  Why does no one tell you that?  Maybe it isn’t that way for every child, but it is kicking the Brown House in the pants lately.  There is this…

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Hi. I’m Married to a Five-Year-Old.

Chris has two jobs on school-day mornings. He fixes the kids breakfast while I get dressed, and he takes Bean to school after Gracie and I leave at an earlier time. Easy peasey. No big deal. A few weeks ago, Bean randomly throws out at the dinner table, “I was late for school AGAIN.” “LATE?!” I screeched. “AGAIN?!?” And Bean, being the five-year-old boy that he is, sneered and pointed his finger at Chris. “It’s his fault, Mom.” “CHRIS!” I screeched. “It’s not that big of a deal…” Chris laughed.…

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He.

He would rather be outside than inside on any given day. He stops playing every so often to come find me and get a snuggle. He caught a lizard by his tail and screamed like a girl when the tail broke off. He loves movies. He loves Legos. He loves superheroes. He loves God more. He is one of the smartest kids I’ve ever met. He is the only person that still talks to me regularly about my dad. He still says that dogs “woof” instead of dogs “bark.” He…

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Defending the Goal

Last week, I was sitting on the sidelines during one of Bean’s soccer practices.  He was playing goalie with some friends on his team while we waited for practice to start.  After about five minutes, this other kid from his team comes up and stands right in front of Bean and yells, “I’m the goalie now!” Eh, big deal.  In my mom mind, that doesn’t really hit to Richter scale for being mean.  Kids will be kids, after all. But Bean had an issue with this. “Hey!” he yelled.  “I’m…

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