by Tricia Lott Williford | Sep 19, 2020 | Broken Foot Summer, Life As A Mom, On My Mind, Parenting, Peter, Pictures, Writing
Today, I said thank you to the Starbucks barista who made my Pumpkin Cream Cold Brew, even though she is complicit in my addiction. I won’t press charges as long as she keeps making that goodness that unabashedly defines autumn for my soul. Today, I said thank...
by Tricia Lott Williford | Jun 24, 2020 | All Boy, Broken Foot Summer, For Real?, My Family, Tuck, Tyler
Maybe you’ve seen this story that’s circulating on social media: “Years ago, anthropologist Margaret Mead was asked by a student what she considered to be the first sign of civilization in a culture. The student expected Mead to talk about fishhooks...
by Tricia Lott Williford | Aug 3, 2016 | All Boy, Broken Foot Summer, My Family, Peter, Tuck
Football is in his blood, and I held him off as long as I could. It was only a matter of time, and that time has come. This is the year, and last night kicked it off: Tucker has started playing Tackle Football. I seriously delayed all of this for as long as I could,...
by Tricia Lott Williford | Oct 20, 2015 | And Life Comes Back, Broken Foot Summer, Courage, Let's Pretend We're Normal, Writing
Has it ever happened to you that you’ve realized you’ve been doing all the wrong things? Maybe not all the wrong things, but just too many of not-the-best things? You guys, I’ve been running ragged. There’s a pulse of living a writer’s life, and I...
by Tricia Lott Williford | Oct 1, 2015 | Broken Foot Summer, Captured Moments, Life As A Mom, Pictures, Tuck, Tyler, We Are A Tricycle
Well, just in case I didn’t love grocery shopping with every ounce of my heart, I’m now back to pushing two loafers around in the cart. The Target experience is a little too much of a jaunt for Tucker and his recovering foot, so I load the two of them into a cart made...
by Tricia Lott Williford | Sep 3, 2015 | All Boy, Broken Foot Summer, My Mom, Once in a Lifetime, Tuck, Tyler, We Are A Tricycle
1 Fall from a Swingset 4 Breaks 8 Hospital Visits 1 Surgery 5 Pins 1 Screw 16 stitches 3 Days in the Hospital 1 Wheelchair 2 Knee Scooters 3 Casts 87 Days 87 Nights Finally: Cast Off Day. I wasn’t prepared for how emotional this moment would be for me. He stood...