By Kelly A few weeks ago, I spent some time on the campus of my college alma mater. It was fun to walk around the familiar corridors — this time, toting a baby instead of a backpack — and marvel at how far I had come in the years since I graduated. Of course, I…
Author Archives: Kelly
Love, True Love
By Kelly With apologies to Paul and the real 1 Corinthians 13. My children were on time to school today. But if listened more closely to “Morning Edition” than their stories during the drive, I am just a chauffeur. My house is in order, and the kitchen floor is mostly crumb free. But if I…
Portraits and Paint Chips
By Kelly If all goes according to plan, this morning I will take Teyla to get her picture taken at Target Portrait Studios. It will be her first foray into the world of professional photography. She is one. Do I even need to say that she is my third baby? Natalie, my oldest, had her…
Leaving Home
By Kelly Corey leaves on a business trip tomorrow. It’s his first trip of the new year and the kick-off to a busy travel season. Thanks to conferences and client visits, he’ll be gone roughly every other week between now and May. Unfortunately for me, most of those trips will be to warm destinations. The…
To Parent like Dumbledore
By Kelly My brother got me a set of Harry Potter books for Christmas. It was a good gift, seeing as I somehow managed to escape the whole Potter phenomenon. I had just been telling my husband that I would really like to read the series someday — which, now that I think about it,…
Jabberwocky
By Kelly Listen. Do you hear that? It’s silence. At least, that’s what I hear right now. I hear nothing but the whoosh of warm air into my bedroom and the methodical tick-tock of my periwinkle alarm clock. Everyone else is asleep, the room is dark and the hush is almost palpable. I can feel…
Uh-oh
By Kelly Teyla, who will be one on Friday, is attempting her first word this week. It’s “uh-oh.” That scares me, just a little. My intuition tells me this is the child who will necessitate Christmas cards sent annually to the emergency room staff. This is the child who will attempt to cut her own…
Overdone
By Kelly I chalk it up to hubris. I had such an extraordinarily productive morning– cleaning the house, picking up toys, vacuuming the half-gallon of pine needles from under our Christmas tree – I thought I would bake cut-out cookies with all three children, right before dinner, all by myself. Idiot. I say that fondly,…
Crazy Love
By Kelly The holidays make people crazy. Case in point: Me. I’m thinking about getting a dog for Christmas. It’s not an impulsive decision. My husband and I have been thinking about this for years. We haven’t had a pet since our oldest was born. But during our double-income-no-kids years, we owned six dogs and…
Santa Killer
By Kelly “Santa isn’t real, you know.” So said my seven-year-old daughter to her six-year-old friend as I drove them home from school last week. It’s funny; I never knew I could drive with my brain splattered on the inside of the windshield. Trying desperately to stay on the road – I figured the double…