Code Blue: Momma Bear in the ER Tricia Lott Williford January 30, 2014 5 Comments Well, the good news, ” she said, “is that Tucker is going to have a great scar. The bad news… Read more
Science Fair, O Science Fair. I’d Rather Write You a Sonnet. Tricia Lott Williford January 20, 2014 5 Comments Robb and I had this foolproof plan. With our collective energies and varied interests, with his left brain and my… Read more
An Author Visited the Second Grade Tricia Lott Williford January 2, 2014 7 Comments I sat in the rocking chair in the corner of the classroom, the one surrounded by a colorful rug with… Read more
One Thousand Days Later Tricia Lott Williford December 22, 2013 6 Comments I don’t really know how it happened, since I have long loved Chris Tomlin. But somehow, I had never heard… Read more
Pillow Talk Tricia Lott Williford November 25, 2013 1 Comment I love a cold house. Like, ridiculously so. My bedroom at night is downright cold. (You can blame a certain… Read more
Swept Off Her Feet Tricia Lott Williford November 19, 2013 3 Comments “Oh-ho-ho, Tucker!” (Don’t think Santa. Think of a woman being lifted off her feet, trying to catch her breath. Said… 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
“Oh, yeah. That so happened to me, too.” Tricia Lott Williford August 28, 2013 1 Comment Jack stopped by to show us the brand new red cast on his arm. Evidence of a battle wound when… Read more
Pocket Knives and Rites of Passage Tricia Lott Williford August 19, 2013 7 Comments Tuck spent Saturday night at a sleepover birthday party with a couple of the guys on his football team. It… Read more
Like Father, Like Son. Tricia Lott Williford August 11, 2013 1 Comment As we left church today, Tucker held the door for me. And as I passed by, I heard myself say,… Read more
Side by Side Tricia Lott Williford August 9, 2013 3 Comments Tucker carries Maxwell to me at least six times a day. Wherever I am in the house, Tuck appears. With… Read more
Hands Tricia Lott Williford August 3, 2013 8 Comments “Dude! What happened to your fingers? They’re all, like, puffy and stuff.” I watch Tuck look at his fingers, quickly… Read more
Pillow Talk Tricia Lott Williford July 17, 2013 No Comments 9:04 pm. “Hello?” “Hi, Mommy.” “Hey, Tyler! How are you?” (We talked an hour ago. I called them, pretending to… Read more
“People need spoons.” Tricia Lott Williford June 25, 2013 11 Comments I was on the phone with Laurelyn. (You know how I love Laurelyn.) I sat at the top of the… Read more
Life or Death Tricia Lott Williford June 20, 2013 3 Comments “Good morning, Tucker.” “Good morning, mommy. I need to feed the cat.” He’s taken responsibility for Wiley, the outdoor cat.… Read more
Just Three Things. That’s All. Tricia Lott Williford May 21, 2013 4 Comments “I hate you!” I hear one brother mutter to another in the backseat. I gasp dramatically and pull the car… Read more
Choose Carefully Tricia Lott Williford May 9, 2013 3 Comments “Mommy, my friend told me this – is it true? Is this a law, that you have to get married?”… Read more
Boys v. Girls Tricia Lott Williford May 5, 2013 3 Comments “Mommy, I know that mostly you teach just women. But I think sometime you should teach men too, and then… Read more
Courage and a Baseball Tricia Lott Williford April 26, 2013 6 Comments A neighborhood dad knocked on the door on Sunday afternoon. I opened the door to see him standing on the… Read more
Phone-A-Friend Tricia Lott Williford April 18, 2013 1 Comment “Mommy, I just miss you right now.” He’s calling from school, not from a cell phone, but from the real… Read more
