Technicolor thought: Captain American Falling

Do you remember the time your Captain America costume wearing son slipped off the leather bench in your kitchen, limbs flailing in every direction, while attempting to do his home work journal (70% because he refuses to sit still while doing his assignments and 30% because he was wearing 100% polyester a historically untrustworthy fabric) and then you found yourself laughing an inappropriately hard laugh (which you 70% felt bad about immediately as a mother and 30% would totally do again should the scenario repeat itself because people falling is one of the funniest things ever to you)?? No?? Okay me neither! 

My Mothers Gift of Courage

My mother’s gift of courage to me were both large and small. The later are wove in so subtly into the fabric of my psyche that I can hardly distinguish where she stops and I begin. The large lessons are highlighted in my memory like technicolor stars in a midnight sky.  –Maya Angelou

Technicolor thought: mommy needs sleep

Do you remember the time your four year old took your face in her hands and said “mommy why do your eyes seem to be a little red?” To which you replied, “oh I don’t know maybe because you and your two little sisters have a tag team conspiracy system perfected that have kept me from sleeping through the night in over 17 months!” To which she replied, “Hmmm….maybe you should try and do something about that.” And then you gave the evil eye to a little blonde haired girl. No?…..okay me neither.