My Blinking Problem

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I’ve been having a blinking problem lately.

Every time I blink, my boys seem to change. There’s nothing gradual about it, and their stairstep ages (20 months apart) doesn’t seem to spread it out at all. They’re neck and neck (literally) in the game of Who’s the Tallest?

Over the summer, constant reassurance was necessary, many back-to-back moments, proving they’d outgrown mom.

Now, in early October, I’ve been left behind. No one even asks anymore. I’m most definitely looking up to make eye contact.

Perhaps it’s this won’t-slow-down thing that has been going on that made it especially painful to find this while searching for an empty hanger in my Laundry Room:

My Blinking Problem - Itty Bitty Ties at

Little bitty ties.

Little bitty clip-on ties.

One of the boys asked for ties for Christmas one year. He wanted to dress like Daddy.

Now they ask for Xboxes.

Again, I was blinking. Blinking back tears.

Their little-boy-ness was gone so fast, and it will never come back.

I want to hold on, and these ties are things I can physically hold.

So I kept one. It’s okay to keep one. The other can go off into Donation Land to be found by someone else’s still-little boy who wants to dress like his Daddy. But I’ll keep this one. Off on the same shelf where I hid the one favorite baby outfit for each. I’ve proven to myself once again that just one little item can bring back all the memories and emotions. No need to keep them all, the one tie does the job this Mama needs it to do.

Stress-Free School Supply Shopping? It’s Sortof Possible

I posted this on FB, and then realized I should put it here for those of you who aren’t on Facebook. Really, this has significantly reduced my Back to School Stress.

It’s also an opportunity for affiliate links.

Before my oldest kid started school, I had visions of strolling down the school supply aisle, leisurely filling our cart with fresh crayons and puppy dog notebooks.

That aisle is like a war zone, and with three kids and our town’s short supply of plastic folders WITH BRADS in specific colors, it is a dreaded day at the end of summer. This year, though, I got almost ALL of our school supplies early one morning, while the kids slept and I sat at my kitchen table in my pajamas. Most were comparable in price to what I’d spend at the store, so I’m done except for the things I KNOW are always super-cheap and plentiful this time of year, like crayons and notebook paper.

Glue is 52 cents at the time I’m posting this. It’s an add-on item, which means it ships free with a qualifying order over $25, but I hit that with no problem shopping for three kids.

And typing the words “3 inch binder” into a search bar is SOOOOO much easier than driving to four different stores in two different towns to find the world’s most ridiculously big binder. (So thankful they gave the option of a 2 inch one this year.)

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Someone Has to Teach Them

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Like almost every mother since the beginning of time, I found myself thinking, “How did my son not see that huge mess??”

My 13yo recently had a highly brag-worthy modeling job. The back of his head will appear on the cover of my mother’s book that will release in September.

That’s the bigtime, y’all.

Anyway, with the money he earned, he had enough to buy a certain flat screen tv he’d been eyeing. It was the cheapest one he could find with the best reviews. Evidently, the 798 pound even-bigger not-a-flat-screen TV we had in the gameroom was the wrong shape. He found this out at a friend’s house when he saw that on modern-shaped televisions, you can actually see the score of the basketball/baseball/football XBox game you’re playing.


Who woulda thought?

The square TV cuts that off (along with some other important stuff) .

The new TV arrived on an evening when I wasn’t home. Other than dad helping him move the Mammoth Old TV, he set it up all by his very self!

He did a great job, other than what seemed to ONLY be obvious to me: the insane amount of dust under the new CLEAR-BASED TV.


Like, nothing whatsoever to hide the dust that had been hidden for a very long time.

So I taught him. I had him lift his new pride and joy so I could dust underneath.

These are the moments when I have to remind myself of a story I told in a recent podcast.

I was working at a summer camp, cleaning bathrooms. As bathroom cleaners, our instructions were extremely detailed and I knew for a fact that I’d done every single thing required of me.

But when the woman in charge came in, she pointed out the faucets on the sinks. I had absolutely no idea what the problem was with these faucets.

I’d wiped them down. I’d followed the directions. I was done.

But she explained they weren’t shiny.

I had never even noticed. But once she taught me to look for shininess, I noticed. Now, I always notice and I actually enjoy shining the faucets.

But someone had to teach me.

It’s my job to teach him.

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