Mommy’s Groove

Sliding up beside me as I introduce her to her back-up caregiver at Kids & Company, she is quiet. She demurs from an introduction, not meeting the woman’s eyes for more than a moment. She pulls me down toward her to ask in a whisper if she and Michael can be in the same room. (more…)

There’s a little bare bum behind that proud smile. It came upon him so quickly, I might not have been to blame for missing the source. After a year of “helping” him learn what no one can truly teach, he figured it out all by himself in a flash. Who knew flush could be a sound which provoked pride? (more…)