When I was growing up (for the record, I cannot believe I’m old enough to begin a sentence with those words!!), we didn’t have cell phones. Not,… Read more “Tuning out”
I first discovered the magic of horses at five years old, and, as the saying goes, we were off and running. By age seven, I (literally)… Read more “Looking a gift horse in the mouth”
I quickly lose sight of the fact that she is only 4 and a half. I’ll be the first to admit that I have become complacent. I leave her to her own devices at times. Especially when I am trying to run a house by myself. She is also painfully independent (see aforementioned slamming of bedroom door). I trust her not to put peas up her nose or to eat crayons. I am far too trusting.
Every morning, I wake up in bed with 3 guys, a girl, one turtle and several rabbits. Far from a sordid arrangement, the reality is closer to… Read more “Strange Bedfellows”
This month our family had a scare.