Category Archives: FTSF While I don’t remember the year, I remember waking up ecstatic. In my dream, I could hear my son speak. I turned to my husband to say “He can talk!” before realizing the sun hadn’t yet risen, and neither had my son’s voice. His words were so clear, though. Now that he speaks, I wonder […]  My first thought upon seeing my son’s classroom at his new school wasn’t marveling at how far portable classrooms have come, now complete with their own heating and cooling systems. It wasn’t joy at him being close to the playground, or awe over the view of Pikes Peak from right outside his door. Instead, I […]  Random stories and the images they bring come to me often. I’ve written about the now-horrifying book Brave Mr. Buckingham saying “that didn’t hurt!” and how each time Tucker loses a tooth, I think of that line. It’s been years since I set eyes on that story but I picture myself as a young child, […]  Ah, vacations. We smile at memories of laughter, shared meals, soft beaches, and fireworks. Long, boring car rides later feel fun and nostalgic in hindsight. Like the time my dad threatened to leave my brothers and I on the side of the road if he heard any more “talk about poop, gas, or vaginas.” I […]  It was Easter Sunday, and I was eight years old. We’d moved into a new house that summer, and winter came before we landscaped much, so the backyard didn’t have grass or mulch or anything. The yard was sunken, so melted snow and rain made a shallow but large pool of mud. My brothers and […]  It was sunny and almost 60 degrees outside when I got an email from school saying there’d be no school the following day due to the blizzard. “Bomb Cyclone” is what they were calling it. I was happy – I’d be able to sleep in, we’d have an extra day to get through a couple […] |
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