Advent Thankful

Yesterday, for my sake, my husband did something he hates: hanging pictures. Yes, after two months of bare walls in the Hoho home, he lovingly nailed paintings and pictures on our wall, while August followed behind him with a hammer. (By the way, August + hammer = bad idea.) I’m also thankful that my main [Read More...]

Thankful for Thanksgiving.

Today I’m thankful that I’ve decided to go on a Thanksgiving week hiatus. This was not originally my plan, but after spending yesterday sick as a dog and allowing my son to watch, like, eight episodes of Cailou while I floated in and out of sleepy sick mommy naps, I am making a decision. Over [Read More...]

Pregnant Sad vs Thankful

I spent this past Saturday feeling a little blue. Saturdays tend to be days that make me sad. I always have really high expectations for a day of freedom and time with my husband, but the freedom usually makes for anxiety in my mind. Usually, there’s a list of unreasonable accomplishments that I think I’m [Read More...]

The Great Story

I’ve been thinking about stories lately, mostly because my two-year-old is obsessed with them. I don’t just mean he wants a story about a bear and a toad becoming friends. I mean, while I’m changing his diaper, he wants me to tell a story about how his poop came out. He wants a story after [Read More...]

How to Teach a Two-Year-Old to be Thankful

Sorry. I don’t have the answer. But, Saturday as I was giving August some happy Wonder Pets time while taking an afternoon snooze beside him on the couch, I foggily heard Moose (the friendly Nick Jr. ringmaster of sorts) announcing to children that it’s Thankful Month at Nick Jr. Wow, I thought, right before I [Read More...]

Friday Blogroll

Remember how last week I began the week with posts prepared and was able to actually go to bed on time every night? Not so much this week. Yes, I have a good excuse. I only arrived back in my home at midnight Tuesday night (or should I say midnight Wednesday morning?). And I’ve been [Read More...]

It’s Golden

My Mom’s Group has been studying the book of Matthew for the past several weeks. (Only 14 more to go…Sorry, I’m afraid you’re going to keep hearing about it.) One of the things I love most about my study group is the depth of these women. I think it’s easy to forget how bright and [Read More...]

Stones Splitting

When I sat in front of my spiritual director last Friday, trying to relay to her how I’m overwhelmed with the sudden busyness in my life—part time job, poetry writing gig, the emotional alterations of moving, the exhaustion of pregnancy, August’s latest nap antics—I wanted to be given an answer. I always want an answer [Read More...]

Boys and Airports

When I packed for the cross country drive that would haul me from Texas, the only place I’d ever lived, to Syracuse, New York, my mother joked with me (a hint of begging in her voice), “Micha, please don’t date a northern boy.” My reply was in all seriousness, “Mom, why would I want to [Read More...]

Late Night Smorgasbord

Dear Faithful Reader: I am a tired, pregnant woman, with a baby inside me that does not like that I’m awake (again!) past midnight. And I’m sorry to say that I feel like a failure of a blogger this week. I’m really hoping that next week I’ll get my act together and be able to [Read More...]