These ages.
I used to think having a newborn and a twenty-month-old was really hard. And in some ways, it was, I guess. But in others, it was a breeze. I could feed the tiniest on demand, carry him everywhere with ease, and the biggest didn’t have the temper tantrum and craziness that comes with an older [...]
Teaching Moments.
As we stood in the line at Harris Teeter yesterday, Sully struck up a conversation with the cashier. He’s a talkative little guy, and he usually starts asking questions like, “Where do you live?” and “What’s your name?” A bit of a creeper, but his questions are harmless and typical of a curious child. As [...]
Sully’s First Dentist Visit: Or why Dentists turn Me into a liar.
As we pulled up to the dentist office this morning, I could feel my heart racing. My palms were sweating, and my breath grew rapid. “Mommy, is the dentist going to put a hole in my leg?” (Sully’s code word for “a shot”) “Oh, no baby. No shots. It won’t hurt at all.” Not even [...]
Cookies for sweet dreams…
Arlo has been waking up with nightmares. He wakes screaming for me as tears stream down his face. It doesn’t happen every nap or bedtime. Maybe once or twice a week. But I can hold him for an hour afterwards sometimes without being able to fully console him. Yesterday, it happened again. He held him [...]
The baby is turning into a toddler.
Arlo will be eighteen-months-old next week. I have to admit to feeling pretty sad that this milestone has already reached us. I know that for people who don’t have children, eighteen-months-old still sounds baby-ish. But it’s not. It’s the month in which babies start to look more like toddlers and less like the fresh-faced bundle [...]
Bless a Beebab heart.
There are lots of great reasons to have a big brother. Someone to stick up for you. Someone to teach you how to say cuss words and sneak snacks from the pantry when mama isn’t looking. You can also build big towers together and mourn together when they topple. One bad thing about big brothers? [...]
Lessons from little boys.
I grew up in a family full of women. With the exception of my beloved papa and daddy, there were very few men who were a constant in my life. Luckily, these men in my life were all I needed. They gave me strong, solid, loving examples of what a man should be, and I [...]
Lessons in how to raise a boy.
I grew up in a family full of women. With the exception of my beloved papa and daddy, there were very few men who were a constant in my life. Boys are new to me. When I found out I was expecting a boy in the summer of 2009, I felt myself panic. How was [...]
Life at Home…
I don’t feel like we get much “down time” around here, but then again, I guess everyone probably feels that way. Even on weekends when we think we can relax, something usually comes up that we have to do instead. Our weeks are packed with social obligations, school for Sully, gym, Army stuff, you name [...]
Three-years-old needs a warning label.
Poor Sully. Poor sweet, crazy, wild, hilarious, brilliant, and maddening Sully Patty. This child will be the death of me, I am sure. He is smarter than me, faster than me, and wide-open toddler terror. In one minute, he’ll make me melt by laying his little head on my lap and saying, “I sure do [...]
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"I'm a twenty-five-year old mama to two little boys and married to the love of my life. I have a serious Diet Coke addiction and a tendency to overshare. My biggest dream is to write a book. A good book that tons of people buy and relate to and love. In the mean time, this is the story of us as we flounder through raising our wild, little boys, moving a million times, and buying and renovating our 1968 Ranch home."
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