Tag: memory

My Kids Embarrass Me At Restaurants

It’s like living in an Adam Sandler movie.

We just literally moved yesterday. Half the things in this room are still covered in cellophane.

It’s not until the movie has ended, that you can talk about it as a whole.

Our minds are littered with thoughts that begin with “when I was a kid…”

This is the type of lesson you only understand as life plays out.

The most amazing thing is how easily it all could have never happened had I just brushed her reply aside like an arrogant grown-up.

Yes, it’s an exaggerated sense of fault in situations like these, but that’s how they become learning experiences.

I knew she had her hooks deep into this snow day and wanted nothing more than to jump into the yard like a drunk elf on a trampoline.

Long after other toys, clothes, and jewelry fade into flea market fodder, they’ll still be the presents that remain in places of prominence.