Ella and the chickens

Ella's favorite chicken

Ella throws another tantrum. Over what I can’t remember, her water wasn’t cold enough, her eggs not hot enough, a sister moved her blanket, her drawing wasn’t perfect. It goes on and on. My head pounds, I’m at my wit’s end. Time outs don’t work. She runs out of her room, I carry her, kicking and screaming, back in. Out she comes, in we go, and the only thing gained are my black and blue shins. Yelling doesn’t work. Her screams are louder than mine. Walking away doesn’t work, she follows, making sure I know she’ angry with the world. […]

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Mother’s Day and a Fifth Birthday

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Where have I been? Well, gardening, enjoying the chickens, running Sammy’s school’s online auction, learning about veterinary acupuncture, and writing fiction. So not here. But I thought Mother’s Day would be a good day to get back into things. Five years ago on Mother’s Day, I was very pregnant with Ella. So pregnant that I was scheduled to be induced the next day. I was hoping Ella would make her appearance on Mother’s Day, but she waited for the drugs to evict her (she’s still very stubborn). Ella is my handful. She’s strong willed, stubborn, and has a temper (which […]

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The Haircut

Saturday Samantha had a birthday party to go to. I decided to bring the other two to McDonald’s for lunch and playtime so they wouldn’t be jealous of not going to the party. They had a good time and were pretty worn out after, so we came home to watch one t.v. show before going to pick Sammy up from the party.  I went to the kitchen to check my e-mail. Ten minutes later, Ella walked in, looking like this:   I went to the couch and saw this:     That’s a lot of hair. Too much for just […]

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