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A Widow Weekend

October 18, 2010 Widow Kids, Widow Love, Widow Marries, Widowism 2 comments

Saturdays make it very easy for me to feel sorry for myself.  When the majority of families are spending time together, I’m on my own.

By the end of the day I was cursing the restaurant, the chef, and this life.

I went to sleep alone.

When I woke up I was smothered by a smelly chef, a stinky pit bull, a naked five year old, a fat pug, and a princess.  Saturday was immediately forgotten.

As we started our day I looked around at the faces the followed me and realized that even though I am alone the majority of the time, the love I receive when we are all together makes up for it.

Saturday’s suck.  They always will.  But Sundays, Sundays will always be our day.  The day when we truly  realize how fortunate we are.  The day that brings us together and reminds us that even though our time together is limited, our family is strong.

Louisiana Time

September 20, 2010 Widow Kids, Widowism 7 comments

She calls is Louisiana Time.  He hops and the bus and her time begins.

We sing a song to commence Louisiana Time.

Mamma and Lulu, Mamma and Lulu.  Mamma.  Lulu.  Mamma.  Lulu.

We spend the next 6 hours exploring the world and each other as only best friends can.

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Happy Friday Yo

September 10, 2010 Widow Kids, Widowism One comment

I hope your enjoy your weekend as much as they enjoy dancing:

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Kindergarten, Kindergarten

September 9, 2010 Widow Kids, Widowism 11 comments

It took me a very long time to make the kindergarten decision.

The boy’s birthday is in July so he is a young five. Everyone had an opinion.
Hold him back Amelia, or he will have low self esteem. He is ready to go Amelia, if he doesn’t he will be bored. Boys who are held back have behavior problems. He’s too small to go to kindergarten. He needs to be challenged. One more year of preschool will hurt him developmentally, Amelia. So on and so on…

In the end, the Chef and I made the decision together. We based it on the Chef’s experience with school as they are very much alike. The Chef had always had a problem focusing but found that this challenge eventually molded him into the man he is today, a thirty year old passionate man with the biggest work ethic I have ever seen. I couldn’t ask for more for my son.

So we let him go. We signed him up for kindergarten and let our little boy go to become the man he is supposed to become.

Anyone else go through the kindergarten jitters?  How is it all turning out for ya?

Five Years

July 6, 2010 Widow Kids, Widowism 3 comments

I love him so much that I want to get his face tatto’d on my person.

The boy turns five today and I must admit that if life were a movie and I was Doc Brown, I would surely hop in the Doloren & relive the past five years.  As years go, they were in fact, the best years of my life.  The absolute best.

He is my superhero.

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