Not The Mama

Sometimes, I try to pretend that I’m not a lowly pawn in my daughter’s ever-changing chess game.  I’ve lost count of the number of times that she’s “check-mated” me. “Ella, it’s time to eat lunch.” {whiiiiinnnnneee} “Ella, I need to change your diaper.” {NOOOOOOO!!!!!} “Ella, it’s time to brush your teeth and get ready for […]

How Low Can You Go?

It’s never a good sign when your daughter is already crying before she sets foot in your room at 6:25 a.m. Ella had clearly gotten up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. Which reminds me, I’d like to meet the person who coined the phrase, “the wrong side of the bed.” I’d […]

It’s the Little Things

It’s 8:15 on a crisp, clear, Saturday morning. The kids are away at Grammy and Pop’s and thus, I went to bed entirely too late for my own good last night. “That’s okay, I’ll sleep in tomorrow,” I thought. And like clockwork, my body woke up a few minutes after 7. And it wouldn’t go […]