When I look back at photos from last November, it almost looks like a movie I watched. One I know I’ve seen but I can’t remember the details (my husband will tell you this is a common occurrence). Then someone … Continue reading
The last time my mom was with us for Thanksgiving, in 2015, these things were true: • Noah was home for the first time since starting college in Brooklyn. (Now he’s a 24-year-old college graduate with his own business.) • … Continue reading
I’ve had many battles with my kids in our 24 and 21 years together. Two stand out, probably because there is photographic evidence. In the fall of 2010, we went to Austin to see Clyde’s alma mater (the Texas Longhorns) … Continue reading
My husband and I are traveling to California this week. He’s coming back Saturday, the Eve of All Hallows’ Eve, but I’m staying until Monday to visit a friend. Our neighborhood is lively with trick-or-treaters so I asked him a … Continue reading
I was having a discussion with my husband recently when it occurred to me, he’s missed a lot. Background: My mother-in-law was diagnosed with breast cancer two weeks before Dallas went on COVID lockdown. Within a few months, she was … Continue reading
This is my sixth year of kids coming and going from out-of-state colleges. We are NOT the people whose kids come home at Thanksgiving, Christmas, and summer break. I mean yes, of course, they are home those times. But with … Continue reading
Noah has been living with my mother-in-law the past couple of months. He broke up with his girlfriend, spent a few nights here, a few nights at his old place, a night here and there on a friend’s couch, and … Continue reading
Yesterday was Sawyer’s half birthday. 21.5. He got texts from us and a giant s’more “pizza” from the Chocolate Pizza company delivered to his apartment in New Orleans. The origins of the half-birthday celebrations in our home are straightforward: When … Continue reading
At 10:27 am two weeks ago, Sunday, Aug. 29, I texted one of my oldest friends. She lives in Spain now so I didn’t know if she’d be paying attention to Hurricane Ida making a beeline for my college kid … Continue reading
As I recall, it occurred to me sometime during my oldest son’s middle school years that the days of our living together as a foursome were numbered. I mean if you’d asked me, I would’ve given the sane answer of … Continue reading
When I look back at photos from last November, it almost looks like a movie I watched. One I know I’ve seen but I can’t remember the details (my husband will tell you this is a common occurrence). Then someone says one little thing that brings it all rushing back. That little thing was my … Continue reading
The last time my mom was with us for Thanksgiving, in 2015, these things were true: • Noah was home for the first time since starting college in Brooklyn. (Now he’s a 24-year-old college graduate with his own business.) • Sawyer wasn’t old enough to drive. (Now he’s 21 and going to college in New … Continue reading
I’ve had many battles with my kids in our 24 and 21 years together. Two stand out, probably because there is photographic evidence. In the fall of 2010, we went to Austin to see Clyde’s alma mater (the Texas Longhorns) play my alma mater (the Baylor Bears). I’d been a huge football fan when I … Continue reading
My husband and I are traveling to California this week. He’s coming back Saturday, the Eve of All Hallows’ Eve, but I’m staying until Monday to visit a friend. Our neighborhood is lively with trick-or-treaters so I asked him a couple of weeks ago if he wanted me to do the usual porch decor and … Continue reading
I was having a discussion with my husband recently when it occurred to me, he’s missed a lot. Background: My mother-in-law was diagnosed with breast cancer two weeks before Dallas went on COVID lockdown. Within a few months, she was in treatment and — faced with a pandemic and three 20somethings living at home — … Continue reading
This is my sixth year of kids coming and going from out-of-state colleges. We are NOT the people whose kids come home at Thanksgiving, Christmas, and summer break. I mean yes, of course, they are home those times. But with Southwest miles on our side, we bring our kids home all the damn time. It’s … Continue reading
Dawn McMullan 