Category: The Girl

If You Don’t Like A Little Bragging, You Best Be Moving Along

Click. “It’s probably illegal what you’re doing Mama, ” he whispered to me. “It’s okay, baby. Sometimes when you are a proud mama bear, it’s okay to bend the rules a wee bit.” Click.  “I really hope you don’t get arrested. That would really spoil Emily’s night. Also, we wouldn’t…

Dig A Pony

Emily had a birthday party on Saturday night — nine-ish seventh graders over for pizza, Gravity, chocolate fondue, and giggles. As far as 13-year-old birthday parties go, I’d say it was a pretty good one. Her father and I, not wanting to get in the way or embarrass her as…

Teen

13. Thirteen. How is it even possible that this little muffin… …is officially a baker’s dozen?   (Well…officially tomorrow) Some days I cannot believe that she has been on this earth for thirteen whole years. Some days I cannot believe that she has only been on this earth for thirteen…