Maren came home from school upset and disappointed on Monday.  We had forgotten it was Pajama Day at her school.  For those of you who do not know: forgetting Pajama Day in third grade is an atrocity.  She felt about missing Pajama Day the way I felt when I got the news that my car is officially totaled.  Colossal bummer.  Mega disappointment.  So very irksome. She...

The bumper sticker on the back of my car reads “Always make time for an adventure.”  I love it, and that is the way our little family rolls. On Friday night, that’s what we were doing: we spent a great October evening with lifelong friends.  The kids ran around in the darkness, they decorated pumpkins, we had a delicious bonfire, awesome...

Tonight when I got home late, I found a scarf neatly folded into a bundle on my bed with a note in Maren’s handwriting.  “This is mom’s scarf.  It’s been in my bed.” My heart swooned which is just what the heart does whenever one is lucky enough to find a note on her pillow.  Right? Also, note to self: leave more notes on pillows. At...

So, the good thing about my recent treatment change is that Dr. Wonderful removed the drug that was giving the flu-like symptoms.  I’m no longer dealing with significant fatigue, nausea, body aches, and energy drain.  I have more mojo to do normal life things and am cautiously optimistic that I will continue to improve in this regard.  Its been an odd mix:...

When Maren was five, I was at a shoe store with NanaRoz, toddler Greta, and Maren.  Since Greta never agreed to stay seated in the stroller unless the stroller was moving very rapidly, I was doing speedy laps around the store while NanaRoz and Maren selected a new pair of shoes.  Maren picked out the perfect pair of shoes and I left them at the counter while I did...