Boondock Ramblings

A little bit about a lot of things by Lisa R. Howeler

Every night and every nap for the last two years my daughter has had to listen to Frank Sinatra’s “In The Wee Small Hours” album while she’s falling asleep. I’ve tried to change the music without her knowing but as young as two she would look at me and say “no. I want frank.” In …

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Little Miss, 3, 1/2 is back to calling me “mom” instead of “Mama” and saying it like an annoyed and spoiled teenager. “Oh Moooom.” “Mooooom, watch me.” “No, I don’t want that for dinner, Moooom.” It’s seriously like she’s 3 1/2 going on 15 some days. And boy does she have my moodiness tendencies, much …

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She woke up this morning, looked at me and said “pretend you’re mama puppy.” That meant she was baby puppy and barked and whimpered at me while I was mama puppy and had to bark all my answers at her.  It was a bit too early in my day to be barking morning greetings to …

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When you search the internet for the word “calling” one of the definitions is “a strong urge toward a particular way of life or career; a vocation.” In the Christian definition we often use the word to describe God’s plan for our life and we often believe God lays one calling on us and we …

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We were picking my son up from an overnight camping trip with his school when my 3-year old tripped and fell. My son’s friend helped her up and told me she was saying there were worms on her hands and she couldn’t get them off. “Worms! Worms!” she told me holding her hands out to …

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“Mama, wanna play with me? You wanna play with me?” Her pleas sounded more like a demand than a request and I knew if I said ‘no’ she would keep asking, demanding and continue to look heartbroken and crestfallen. Each day she follows me around with the same demand – I mean request – so …

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There we were driving over the back roads to the small Christian school my son attends and just like that summer was over. Sure we had one more day before school officially began but on that humid summer night I felt a tight feeling in my chest and knew it was because the carefree days …

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She is drawn to mud puddles like a moth to flame. Like a horse to water. Like a fly to poop. Like me to chocolate.   She was drawn that day and I let her – even though she was wearing a new cute, light pink dress and I had a feeling it would end …

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You know what’s really annoying? Having to say what a blessing it is to watch our children grow up. I see it all the time in the photography world. A mom-tog (not a bad term in my mind though it is to some) posts a photo of her oldest on instagram and writes a beautiful …

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