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“No phones, no lights, no motorcars…”
“Mom. Mom! C’mere. You gotta see this.” Big G is sitting in the cab of the truck we borrowed for a run to the dump. He’s dying to show me something cool, and it’s not the broken toilet in the bed of the truck. I come around the open passenger door, my curiosity piqued. What did … Read entire article »
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A Loose Weave
I call Mom when I’m about five minutes away from her place. “Are you here?” “Almost. Wear your coat with the hood — it’s cold.” When mom signs out of her assisted living facility, I notice her signature is also under yesterday’s date, next to my sister’s name. “Oh, Peg was here?” I ask. Mom’s quiet for a second, then agrees: “Mm-hmm!” I punch … Read entire article »
Grandma withdrawals
It’s mopey here today. Also teary, grouchy, short-tempered, and bored. Grandma left this morning. I’m left with three kids withdrawing from five fabulous days of mutual adoration, eating out, and lax bedtimes. Of craft time and story time and basement hide-and-seek. Grandma is a rock star. Grandma is whipped cream on top of frosting with rainbow sprinkles. Grandma is Christmas wrapped inside of a … Read entire article »
Irish in name only
We’re a few days out from St. Patrick’s Day, and every year around this time I wonder if we should be helping the kids learn a little more about the quarter of themselves that is Irish. My husband is half-Irish. I’m not, at all. My mostly German mother just liked the name Erin. I tease my husband that I married … Read entire article »
Making an impression
I love that our city’s art museum has free admission on Saturdays. I hate that we’ve taken advantage of it only twice in 7 years. Why? Does the mental image of a tiny chocolatey handprint on a Lichtenstein print not give you the shakes, too? Now, I can trust Big G and Agent A to follow museum protocol. And I figured … Read entire article »
A craving in the cabin
I started seeing them yesterday. Sarcastic comments about how everyone in the Midwest was tweeting pictures of their front porches swallowed up by snow. “Again??” they sniffed. “We know, we know, it snowed!” Oh, but unless you were here, YOU DON’T KNOW. In my stretch of the Great Plains, we got socked by two powerful snowstorms in less than a week. … Read entire article »
About Erin
I've been a writer a lot longer than I've been a mom. I'm still learning at both. This blog is where I let off a little personal and creative steam. Over here you can find my freelance writing portfolio.
I'm also in love with my new role as co-editor of Kansas Women Bloggers.
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