I’ve been failing Number 3. I didn’t really realize it until yesterday when I was crying on the phone with his math teacher. Actually, I realized it earlier in the day. It just all came to a head when I was on the phone with the teacher and I said it out loud. Number 3 […]
Number 3
Highlight of the Night
Number 3 had a baseball game tonight. His team got spanked. Pretty badly. But he pitched. And while he didn’t pitch as well as he has in other games, he pitched pretty well. After the game was over, one of the coaches from the other team walked over to him. “Great job pitching,” he said […]
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For those of you not on Facebook, I posted this today: I don’t usually do TBT photos. But I wanted to today… This is Number 3’s preschool picture from when he was four years old. It was taken almost exactly 5 years ago. Number 3 hardly spoke at all that year at school. He was […]
Dear Number 3
Dear Number 3, There is a page in your baby book where I am supposed to write you a letter. You are nine and a half years old, and that page is still blank. I’ve been waiting for that moment to hit me when I knew just the perfect thing to write. Because one day […]
In my next life, I want to come back as a seahorse.
Ever since April when we stopped watching tv on school nights, I have been reading a chapter book to Numbers 3, 4 and 5, who all share a room, at bedtime. This summer we read Super Fudge and Because of Winn Dixie. Super Fudge was a little bit painful for me, but they loved it. […]
The Girls
Number 6 and 7 share a room and are the first kids in line in the going-to-bed shift. Every night we do the same thing…read a story or two, sing a couple songs, get into bed, and then give a hug, kiss, knuckles and high fives. They love their routine. Once they are asleep, it’s Number 3, […]