Ru, You keep your mother perpetually in one of two states, sometimes both at once. I feel like I’m always either in fits of laughter or pulling my hair out these days! The other morning you came up to me and announced, “I’m Piglet’s Grandma, Momma. I’m Piglet’s Grandma.” When I finally acknowledged that fact,…
Dear Ru, Three weeks ago yesterday, your daddy called me and asked if I’d looked outside lately. I hadn’t, but I did. There was black smoke billowing up, just down the road. And the wind was blowing like crazy. On a very, very hot summer day. Instantly, I was just a few years older than…
Ru, You fell out of your bed twice last night. I believe that was a first, and you’ve been sleeping in it all summer! Of course, the first time had nothing to do with the fact that after we tucked you in and closed the door you moved about half of your stuffed animal menagerie…
Dearest, As with so many, many things in my life, my memories of September 11, 2001, are all intertwined with memories of you. My dad, brother Will, and I had gotten up early that morning. We were driving here to help your family with building your parents’ home. The Country radio station was on (it…
August 31, 2010 Dear Mary Kate, Was it really just a year ago this morning that your big sister walked into the hospital room to find “the baby” out of mommy’s tummy in the form of you? Was it really just a year ago today that we brought you home to the beginnings of a…
Hey, Hey, Good Lookin’, whatcha got cookin’ How’s about cookin’ somethin’ up with me Hey, sweet baby, don’t you think maybe We could find us a brand new reci-pe. Hank Williams Jr. Hey Good Lookin’ Husband of Mine! I wish I could remember which visit it was that I first saw this little oven and…
Dear Ruth Ann, It was Sunday after church. We stopped at the gas station. You just had to go use the little girl’s room, despite the fact that we’d be home soon. We stumbled back out through the doors of the gas station—tired girls, you and me, ready for our Sunday afternoon nap. Our carriage…
Dear Mary Katey, If I’d have known how well you would sleep in the crib with bumper pads, I’d have bought a toddler bed for your sister long ago. The adorable crib you were using had solid ends, and so we couldn’t tie our bumper pads in it. Consequently, since you like to sleep horizontally…
Dear Ruth Ann, On Saturday, you went to your very first parade. You were in awe of the fire trucks and sirens. You adored the little cars. You were mesmerized by the horses. But what made your day was the red “babboon.” You’ve been talking for months about how you wanted a balloon for your…
Dearest Pen Pal, The lady who owns our local Hallmark teases you because she doesn’t see you as much now that we are married. But I tell her it’s because I get to see you now that we are married. Our communication isn’t limited to the pen and ink you filled each blank space of…
RuRu girl, You amaze us. You’re always coming up with something new. The birdies outside your window? “Thewyre sayin’ ‘we wuv you Wuth Ann’”. You are thrilled by your new bird feeder that you can see from your bedroom window. If you and Daddy saw a black bird that morning, then every bird is a…
Dear Ru, I cut your daddy’s hair this morning. You sat and watched in rapt attention. “When I get big, I cut my hair?” “No, honey, you have pretty hair, you don’t need to cut it.” “Mommy cut her hair.” “Yes, because Mommy’s silly.” “She got you, Mommy,” laughed the man in the chair. When…
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