Antique Mommy

The View-Master

Antique Mommy — Fri, 03 Jul 2009 23:06:42 +0000

I wrote this in April and set it aside. * * * * These days, life seems to click past from weekend to weekend, holiday to holiday, school year to school year. It is as though I am seeing my life through a View-Master. With the click of the thumb, one season disappears from view and is [...]

And Dingo Was His Name-Oh

Antique Mommy — Tue, 30 Jun 2009 16:02:31 +0000

There was a farmer, had a dog, and Buddy was his name-oh! Then one day a new family moved in up the road. Buddy paid the new family a visit to welcome them to the area, as is the custom in East Texas. Buddy liked the new family. In fact, Buddy like the new family a [...]

Bubbles

Antique Mommy — Mon, 29 Jun 2009 16:03:15 +0000

All Men Dream

Antique Mommy — Thu, 25 Jun 2009 19:05:16 +0000

All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night, in the dusty recesses of their minds, awake to the day to find that it was vanity. But the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes to make it reality. T. E. Lawrence (Lawrence [...]

Time Out Or Time In?

Antique Mommy — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 12:00:25 +0000

I keep this list of things that I want to write about. Right now this list is about three pages long and four years old. Like a good stew, I just keep adding new stuff to the top. This morning, I was looking at that list and decided to scroll to the very bottom to see [...]

Drop By Drop

Antique Mommy — Tue, 23 Jun 2009 12:13:27 +0000

Day by day, drop by drop, the world seeps in and crowds us out. His daddy and I are in a race against the clock to lay a firm and level foundation that will last him a lifetime and withstand any storm. Because already, there is a storm gathering in the distance. We see it. We hear it. [...]

Good Intentions

Antique Mommy — Mon, 22 Jun 2009 14:29:02 +0000

I love going to the store early in the morning because there are usually no lines and it’s clean and quiet, plenty of good parking spaces. Early shoppers know how to grocery shop. They understand and adhere to aisle etiquette. They know what they are doing. They are my people. But this is not about grocery [...]

The Swimming Pool

Antique Mommy — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 02:33:45 +0000

Recently Sean and I were at our neighborhood pool making the most of a late summer afternoon. Sean is still not a confident swimmer. Swimming is just one of those things that he is going to have to come to terms with at his own pace. I have come to accept that. I have learned [...]

Cuter

Antique Mommy — Wed, 17 Jun 2009 00:32:13 +0000

“He’s cuter than he used to be.” This was a comment that I overheard recently at a family gathering. When I realized the speaker was referring to my son, I laughed involuntarily. Not a belly laugh, but a sniff of disbelief as though I were trying to expel a gnat from my nose. Cuter than he [...]

The Post Office

Antique Mommy — Mon, 15 Jun 2009 03:59:54 +0000

One day last week, Sean and I had to make a stop at the post office. It was mid-morning, mid-week – a not very busy time for our little local post office. Yet there was a line. There is always a line. We know this. We accept it as a part of life. If the sun [...]