The Language of Watching TV Tricia Lott Williford October 8, 2013 4 Comments I’m learning that ‘watching TV’ is a love language for my kids. I get this because I grew up… Read more
The October Train Tricia Lott Williford October 7, 2013 3 Comments Here’s a look into my therapist’s office. I’m in a pretty angry place again. It’s hard to be angry with… Read more
Bees that say Boo Tricia Lott Williford October 5, 2013 3 Comments “Mommy, repeat after me. I.” “I.” “Love.” “Love.” “Boobies.” “No.” Read more
Pizza Chicken MultiTasking. Tricia Lott Williford October 3, 2013 3 Comments So, I had two hungry kids, and we were on our way to the hotel. In a stroke of brilliance,… Read more
One More Fist Bump, Baby. Tricia Lott Williford October 2, 2013 1 Comment I meant to wake up at 6:30. That was the plan. But the sound of my alarm wove itself right… Read more
The Writer with the Dog Tricia Lott Williford October 1, 2013 2 Comments Today, Max and I are writing outside. Shady trees. Cobblestone sidewalk. I’m sitting on the hearth of a great big… Read more
Strength and 3 Bookstores: Pink Hair and a Jinx Tricia Lott Williford September 30, 2013 15 Comments I have a longstanding relationship with bookstores, but this was my first visit to a bookstore from the other side… Read more
Smooch. Tricia Lott Williford September 29, 2013 No Comments “Mommy, I just kissed Max right on the lips. It was just like kissing you.” (I do not receive this.) Read more
To Write It All Down Tricia Lott Williford September 29, 2013 25 Comments Seven years ago, when I started the blog, I wrote for myself. I wrote for the precious hour during naptime… Read more
I Did That Thing I Hate. Tricia Lott Williford September 25, 2013 4 Comments I was walking the boys on the beautiful path from school to the car, the stroll that usually contains questions… Read more
Kicking my own Butt with Psychology of the 1970s Tricia Lott Williford September 24, 2013 4 Comments I am reading The Road Less Traveled. (You’re picturing an anthology of Robert Frost, aren’t you? It’s not that. Think… Read more
Operation: Independence Tricia Lott Williford September 23, 2013 3 Comments I needed to get my hair cut, and it’s hard to tell which “I don’t want to” measured higher: I… Read more
S-P-I-R-I-T – SPIRIT. Tricia Lott Williford September 20, 2013 1 Comment Tonight, I will take the boys to their first high school football game. They will see the crowds, smell the… Read more
Boy-Dog Parts Tricia Lott Williford September 19, 2013 6 Comments I made an appointment with the vet today when I noticed this never-seen-before black swollen lump in his abdomen. He… Read more
In the While Tricia Lott Williford September 19, 2013 2 Comments Multi-tasking is an art. Or perhaps a necessity. Read a book while you’re in line at the post office. Check… Read more
The Thing Is Tricia Lott Williford September 18, 2013 2 Comments “See, buddy, the thing is… everybody has a Thing. Everybody. Some people lie, or they take things from other… Read more
I’m Mad at My Kindergarten Teacher Tricia Lott Williford September 17, 2013 5 Comments What do I remember about kindergarten? Instantly, I feel a knot in my stomach that accompanied me to school each… Read more
Truly Something. Tricia Lott Williford September 16, 2013 1 Comment “What was the first thing you noticed about your spouse?” The women are seated on one side of the… Read more
Quoting Scripture to Your Mother Tricia Lott Williford September 15, 2013 3 Comments I learned a new discipline plan from a friend of mine: If you disrespect our home or someone in it,… Read more
Dangling Participle Tricia Lott Williford September 13, 2013 1 Comment A friend of a friend has a little boy named Jerend. Word nerds that we are, we kind of want… Read more
