Mommy

More information about me, Amy, and the “why”s and “why not”s of my life.

May Day!

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I don’t know if I’m weird.  If I am, my mom is too.  Because she taught me this.  But I haven’t heard anyone else talk about doing it.  On May Day, we leave flowers on a neighbor’s doorstep, ring the doorbell, and run.  My boys are old enough to do it on their own now. …

Date With Honey

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I love going on dates with my sons, and I love my oldest son’s desire to learn, so when my five year old was asking a lot about bees, I contacted our local beekeepers association.  The president invited us to their meeting and we got to watch a demonstration of how bees make honey, and…

Boy’s First Story

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My guy doesn’t really love learning to read.  And I feel for him.  I totally remember reading with my parents, them refusing to tell me what the new word is, and me wanting to quit.  It’s hard.  But this guy pushes past the frustration.  I know it’s getting more difficult, as his teacher assigns him…

Appreciating Mommy

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I really don’t think of my boys as clingy, or “Mama’s boys.”  If anything, they seem to take me for granted (can’t blame them) because I’m always there.  But  then, I had a wonderful opportunity to present Jamberry at a local Valentine’s vendor event.  My oldest son asked to go with me.  He really seemed…

Pumpkin Patch

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Catching up on old un-published posts…  This one’s from Halloween… We were finally able to schedule in some fun!  Yes, it has to be scheduled, or our time will quickly fill with chores.  We went to the big pumpkin patch!   There were lots of animals to keep us occupied.   but the boys are…

Mantis

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My oldest son loves the outdoors and all the friends he makes out there.  His favorite companion is the praying mantis.  He will occasionally catch one and spend the whole day with it.  He will gather grass and “food” for it and make sure it has plenty of water to drink.  He is so loving…

Our Christmas

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The holidays just flew by in a wind of chaos, and before I forget those magical moments, I need to jot them down. When Christmas Eve came, the boys were very excited for Santa to come.  My youngest ran to the window and pointed at the blow-up Santa on our neighbor’s lawn.  He seemed to…