Category Archives: daughters

How Parenthood–and a New Heart–Taught Me to Appreciate My Dad

For six months, I had a battery-operated dad. This is different—significantly—from having a battery-operated “boyfriend.” (We all know what that looks like.) My dad’s battery was a big, heavy square that fit into a wearable pouch given to him in … Continue reading

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Rose-Colored Glasses on a Someday Badass (So You Think You Want to Be a Mom?)

My daughter wants to be Angelina Jolie when she grows up. That’s not how she puts it. She doesn’t even know who Angelina is. But she’s been telling me for years that she wants to “adopt nine or ten kids … Continue reading

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I Don’t Like Big Butts, and I Cannot Lie

I had a few ideas brewing in my mind today for a blog post. I was going to blog about a little twiggy teenage girl rear-ending my car yesterday, and how my first impulse—so new and foreign to me—was to … Continue reading

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Songs for Sale

If you’re not a regular reader, I hope you found this blog entry by Googling “high-needs baby” or “shrill cry.” This is what one of those babies can be like when she gets to be about six: It’s a new … Continue reading

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Spring Break in Hell (The Wisconsin Dells)

It’s been a long time since I’ve had quality alone time with my six-year-old daughter. We get interludes now and then. We color together on the deck. We soak in our hot tub. We snuggle at bedtime. But these interludes … Continue reading

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Places Where You May Not Play: A Christmas Break Reminder

In the fireplace ashes.In the unmanned car.In the street.In my sanctuary. (That’s French for bedroom, dear.)In my underwear drawer.In my bed while I’m sleeping, or was.In my shred of personal space while I’m on the phone.Understand? Also…Next to your brother’s … Continue reading

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Who Has It Harder? Me or Mine?

Exhibit A ME: I spent most of yesterday spray painting a loft bed for my 5-year-old. Long story short, I kept running out of paint, had to wedge multiple hardware-store trips between naps and preschool stuff, and ended up inadvertently … Continue reading

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