Creating Motherhood

The Father Map

Dresden Shumaker — Sun, 19 May 2013 16:57:10 +0000

I was putting away the laundry upstairs when I heard W talking to Lolly down in the dining room. “This is my father’s map. He gave it to my mama when I was a baby and she gave it to me.” I could hear the surprise in my Mom’s voice but she joined in his [...]

New Hat.

Dresden Shumaker — Tue, 14 May 2013 01:22:46 +0000

W has a long history of hat wear. If I had more energy I would present to you a collection of his mug in hats. But if I paused to go hunting for those photos now another day might go without my writing here and for heavens sake we have got to get that Mother’s [...]

Happy Mother’s Day to the People Who Make it Possible

Dresden Shumaker — Sat, 11 May 2013 15:28:24 +0000

The other day W told me that he would like some binoculars for Mother’s Day. I just looked at him. He continued. “I want the kind with the string on them that I can wear on my neck when I’m not using them.” I blinked at him. “And you don’t have to wrap it!” Ah, [...]

Smelling the tulips

Dresden Shumaker — Thu, 09 May 2013 21:22:42 +0000

This afternoon a boy I didn’t recognize came up to me at the playground and asked me why my son had pink fingernails. I was about to explain, but then I thought, you know what, W should be able to explain to someone why he has pink fingernails. So I told the boy to ask [...]

Someone on the internet

Dresden Shumaker — Tue, 07 May 2013 15:04:21 +0000

JJ is having her surgery today. Right now to be exact. All night I was thinking about all of the collisions of threads of life that happened that make the internet special. Sure, there are some dark sides of the internet. Every bright moment has a shadow. JJ is one of the bright moments of [...]

Feeding Marshall: how I save money at the pump (Sweepstakes)

Dresden Shumaker — Mon, 06 May 2013 17:00:26 +0000

We name all of our cars, we always have. When we said goodbye to Millie’s Cadillac and got a proper family-style car we gave W naming rights. It was on the journey home that he announced the name to our new used car. “Marsha Ro!” is what he squealed from the back seat. Our GPS [...]