Category Archives: The Natives are Getting Restless

“It’s a madhouse!” That’s what I said to her, holding the phone cocked on my shoulder last night on the couch. We’d called my mother to say, “Happy birthday.” Boy Two (aka Kid Kaboom) was singing a seriously goofy, nasal-ly … Continue reading →

“DQ sells enough bananas each year for banana splits that it would meet the needs of 43,552 monkeys for one full year. That’s a lot of monkeys.” That’s what it said on the box that held the onion rings. Sitting … Continue reading →

By RHONDA SCHROCK It was a sage piece of advice.  Tucked in amongst others of its kind there at the coffee shop, I grinned when I read the small, wooden sign.  ”Don’t get your tinsel in a tangle,” it said. … Continue reading →

This post is brought to you by the letter “R.” And the letter “T,” for thankful. Riotous, rapturous with a bit of raucous. Those are the words on the street today. In the circle of life with its cycles and … Continue reading →

This post is brought to you by the letter ‘K,’ along with the letter ‘L.’  For ‘literary license,’ which I’ll be taking plenty of today.  Writers tend to do that. Holy smoke and good grief!  If I’d’ve had a klue as to … Continue reading →

Note:  It’s time for the letter ‘E’ in the ongoing A2Z series I’ve undertaken.  Enjoy! Big E, little E.  What begins with E?  EXCITEMENT for a birthday boy.  E, e, e. Yup — it’s been an exciting week around here with Little Brother … Continue reading →

A:  Big A, little a.  What begins with ‘A?’  Aggravation, allergies, acceleration. A, a, a. Of course, I’m not referring to Mr. Schrock’s children who are now all home for the  summer when I mention that first ‘A’ word.  I can’t possibly … Continue reading →

I always knew I wanted to be a mother. As a girl, I played house with my dollies, taking them to church, shushing them when they cried, and kissing their plastic heads. Continue reading →

For weeks, we’d lived with uncertainty. And for weeks, the house had been quiet without the typical wrestling and hollering and thundering of feet that houses with boys just have. And now…what? What would the doctor find? Continue reading →

It’s been awfully quiet here these last few weeks. As we await the consultation with the pediatric cardiologist next week, things have been, of necessity, very low key around here. Continue reading →